"You can do better than me, but I can't do better than you"
I really don't like blogging from work.
See, when I started this whole BEDS project, I thought I'd just take some time for lunch (I'm so busy, I need to start taking a real, proper lunch), and I'd just blog during my lunch breaks, but it seems like the way this has turned out for me is I blog mostly at night after I get home. Which is totally fine, I have no qualms about blogging at home; I just thought I'd be able to finally get some kind of break at work.
I hardly leave my desk, which is a very hard habit to break, and a bad habit to have. When it's busy, it's sooooo busy. And when it's not busy? I'm usually catching up on something from when I was originally busy.
So the "blogging during my lunch" plan didn't work out too well.
Today was a rare day when I sat behind my monitor and did very little work. I listened to my music, cruised photos from space, and watched as everyone ran around me worrying about their work.
I just don't feel it today. It's not happening. I don't want to do this right now. I sat in two hours of traffic, and decided halfway through that that I'm done with the day. I don't even really feel like typing up this blog right now, but I am, and I'm typing a bunch of shit just so I can fill space, because I don't want to skip a day "just because I don't feel like it."
So blah.
There's my crap post for Tuesday.
Saturday I plan on going out in DC. It'll be the first time I've gone out in any kind of social form (that's not considered a happy hour) in....well....a long fucking time. I will be donning my fancy high heels, a sexual dress, and hope to meet someone who is SINGLE with a well-groomed beard. "Well-groomed beard" being the key words.
Ugh, I'll be back tomorrow, hopefully when I care a bit more.