I *hate* it when I’m in a bad mood. Usually, it’s caused by First World problems or news poisoning. Last week was caused by Planner NeglectTM. This is the state of being I typically encounter when my mind tells my grasshopper to piss off. The conversation usually goes something like this:
BRAIN: Wow, I’ve got all these projects wrangled. This is awesome. I don’t need no stinkin’ planner. I have my to-do list memorized!
GRASSHOPPER: Hey, moron. Are you sure you want to do that? Sounds dangerous…
BRAIN: Yep! I am the shizzle! My memory is solid and I can keep track. Boo-yah. Pen and paper be gone! I have leveled up my RAM, beyootches.
GRASSHOPPER: But that’s what you have a planner for. The only reason why you can remember anything is because you’re writing it down. Don’t be delusional!
BRAIN: LA LA LA LA LA! I’M IGNORING YOU. LA LA LA LA LA. Tra-la la la la. The human brain is awesome!
(A few days later…)
BRAIN: WTF? I can’t… So hard to keep everything straight… I know I’m forgetting something…
GRASSHOPPER: Told you so.
- Mood: The state caused by organization determination.
Caffeinated Beverages Consumed: One. This is *not* enough to get through a Monday.
Work-Out Minutes Logged Yesterday: Half an hour walk.
Yesterday’s Projects: Game, Short Story
In My Ears: Nothing
Game Last Played: Entanglement
Movie Last Viewed: Ironclad
Book Last Read: Harper’s Encyclopedia of the Paranormal
Latest Artistic Project: Crystal cluster bracelet in silver
Latest Release: Strange, Dead Love for Vampire: the Requiem