Astonishing

I am listening to a book called, The Negro Magician and Mr. Sabastien, and it is rather good. The voices are great, they hold my attention without annoying me.

I am listening to Jason Mraz, Jonathan Coulton, Des'ree, and Blessed Union.

I'm reading Kindred and A Breath of Snow and Ashes. As well as all of my thesis material. The New York Times, everyday.

I watch Heroes, Lost, John and Kate Plus 8, 18 and counting, The Office, 30 Rock.

Why do I do all these things?

1. to stay sane- I don't want to work all the time
2. to pace myself- give myself a reason to sit down
3. to kid myself- I have too much crap to get done, but I watch nonetheless
4. to ignore myself- my own brain gets really loud
5. to just realize life isn't all about the work

I lack discipline in my studies. I set the bar too high, and now I can't reach it, in the foreseeable future that is. Why do I care to over achieve? I know me, I want to be known for all that I've done. But for myself, I want to know I lived a little and loved a little and didn't give a damn about work a little of the time.

I typically don't write about specifics in my blogs.

1. I'm pretty sure no one reads it
2. I might know what I was talking about
3. I would write novels

So, see? I can write. Just not about what I'm supposed to be writing about.

Universe, I am tired. Give me the energy and enthusiasm to share what is bouncing around in my brain by putting it down on paper.