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Mood:
Grumpy

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Listening: APC
Mentally Replaying: Tori
I'd rather be: drinking hot chocolate and finishing Return of the King
Desiring: focus
Aches and Complaints: oh dear god. went climbing for the first time in four months. oh dear god


Even if I could just accept today as an inordinately lazy day and just accept that I won't get much of anything done today, I'd still feel pretty bad. But instead I feel slow and dumb and lazy on top of unfocused and generally dissatisfied.


There's no real reason I'm not getting more done today. It's my own fault I've chosed to hover over the journal world than the wonderful world of editing. But it's not even that, because there isn't too much exciting and new out there. Everyone else is focused on the work they're getting done today.

I've approached my current task with such plodding uncreativeness that sloths everywhere are turning green with envy. and thus, though it should have taken less than two hours, it's stretched onto more than six - and I haven't even taken lunch!


Christ. What's wrong with me?

I need to make myself a sign and hang it on my computer. something that says something like "hey bitchass get back to work!"


*sigh*


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