Tuesday, September 29, 2009

#65 Procrastination as an art form

Time well spent. What is that exactly? I think it was W H Auden who reckoned we're here to help other people. No idea what everyone else is here for mind. Not to worry. I just hope everyone can get along without fighting.

Right now I'm supposed to be thinking about what I'm going to say tomorrow morning as part of my presentation for my cognitive psychology class. 1 LED in a galaxy of supernovae. How different would the world be if we could all clone ourselves and have a good chat. Cup of tea wouldn't do any harm here either.

Got a good book about the hindenburg (terrible mess that) today. Dad should be pleased.

This blog never really had a point. Merely as a series of breadcrumbs on the wayside that might help me look back some day. I hope it'll do some good. I know I will.

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

#64 Forge new ties

I'm like everyone else. Wonderfully mundane. Able to turn a smile from a stone, a mile on a throne, a dancce from a gnome. Whatever that all means.

UCD is treating me well. My legs are the kind of happy tired you get after a well spent day. I might do better considering the long run, but I won't be there for very long. Personal definitions of a long time vary immensly. Young children figure 10 minutes is an epoch. I imagine I'm a bit more patient.

Everything is new, everyone is a stranger. Plenty of time to practise first impressions. This is good I suppose. I'm doing well most of the time. All I have to do is identify and avoid a certain number of hornets nests. Do not kick the hornets nest. Do not kick the hornets nest. I won't even mention what they are. It's too dangerous.

Monday, September 21, 2009

#63 Uniqueness

Your mind is not that special. You are not that shining star in the bright night sky. Your own uniqueness is merely expressable as what only you can do for everyone else.

Now whether that's what you can do, are able to do or want to do is the question. Having a 15 bedroom mansion lifestyle is useless if you've got a broomcupboard comfort zone. To become old might be preferable to becoming old and regretful. I hope it will be easier to regret what I have done, rather than what I never do.

Thursday, September 17, 2009

#62 Free freedom

I'm in IT. We put chips in chips. Hedgehogs. Can't they share? Who's that man there having the identity crisis.

In in college. This is good. Not physically right now of course, but I'm in college again. Gives me plenty of opportunities to work on first impressions. I'm still not quite sure why I'm going. Bound to be plenty of good reasons. It's a good measure improved from mooching about the house all the time.

I'm supervising incoming orders right now. It's pretty quiet though. Regards college, I'm supposed to do some data mining homework right about now, but I can't find it. I'll check again tomorrow. Bike needs a service too, but that can wait. How I get home from the shop is often a trouble. It's not a very social job, but I like it. Fits well with what I'm doing.

Other than this wretched cold, I'm doing pretty good.

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

#61 Raining Opportunity

The going just got good. Too good almost. I feel like a man with a net in the rain. It's raining awesomeness. Problem is, nets aren't much use for catching rain.

What I need is a bucket.

That reminds me of a financial product idea I had a while back. Well now, time to get to work. I'll have to rejig the whole timetable. Fill in the blanks.

Monday, September 7, 2009

#60 Autumn Storms

Maybe I'll come up with something even lazy people can do. Something as simple as scratching your arse nose.

I'm the luckiest man on earth. I just haven't realised it yet. I'm still thinking that annoying I know thought. I don't know squat from jack. The only reason I'm upset has been been resolved. I'd go to bed now if I could. I just set the world record for longest audible sigh so that's something for the day.

I'll feel better after tea.