Misc.
A few things:
1) I can’t believe I’m getting paid by UGO to write sexy times articles for them. WOW.
2) I just joined Facebook today and made peace with the girl who occasionally tried to bully me in the 7th grade when we had adjacent lockers. Who knew Facebook was teh peacemaker? The funny thing: she wasn’t a very good bully actually. Mad props to her for apologizing anyway.
3) I start my new job tomorrow. Pretty much the same as my old job, but without the crazy business decisions and questionable ethics.
4) I’ve been asked recently about the Dingian approach to Getting Things Done (GTD), and it is pretty much this, divided into Boring and Non-Boring:
Boring:
Keep a calendar on gCal that pings my Crackberry.
Almost always answer emails and phonecalls ASAP.
Have a propensity to turn my phone off on weekends/evenings, permiting me to focus and relax better.
Write stuff down on this thing called paper and make prioritized lists once a week.
Non-Boring:
Writing longhand slows me down and helps me think more clearly.
Unplug 100% at regular intervals, sometimes all day, to switch up brain hemispheres.
Read books, daydream, nap, and focus on being in-the-moment.
Stare out the window and space out. Drink tea. Stretch. Play with dog.
Reminisce fondly.
Know that there’s nowhere to be and nothing to do, really.
A little liquor drink cuts the phlegm sometimes.
Also, glitter.
5) I should probably do the decent thing and explain the method behind the Dingian Way, but meh. Well, meh, plus I’m positive you’re all clever enough to figure it out.
6) My mother thinks this blog is: “Raunchy!”
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Unplug?
Does not compute.
Yup, glitter cures all … especially the holographic or microglitter.
hehe xoxo
Ali:
OMG. Girl, step away from that computer and put the Crackberry down. Nice and easy.
AbbyNormal:
Ooh! I must learn of your glittery ways. Holographic? This intrigues me greatly.
Your mother is fucking right.
Dear Future Brother-In-Law (Beyonce-In-Law?):
Fuck yeah. Well put.
Ali, I heard on the radio today that tomorrow they were going to a story about email-less Fridays. I started to gasp for air and panic.
Trainer — if that ever happens, why we’ll all just go out for a 3- margarita lunch. Yes!