Bleagh

So I've been thinking about the British traditions of resting on a Sunday.

And I've come to the conclusion that it's boring.

Today, I had nothing to do. I thought I'd do some coursework or somesuch, perhaps do some recording for my next song idea, but no. Since, in my mind, I had the entire day ahead of me, I did nothing. I prioritised nothing at all, and instead flitted between everything - doing, in the process, nothing at all. Except play Morrowind.

I do far better under time constraints. Of course, I get so god damned stressed when I do so that it's barely worth it. But still. I do something.

It might just be that I'm not feeling motivated today. But at least I'm not as bad as my buddy Nathan (the one with the guitars from a few posts ago), who is currently exhibiting symptoms which - to me - are synonymous with some type of biblical plague.

Anyway, I want to make this blog a little more serious than it is now. So I'm gonna start trawling news sites trying to find something interesting to parlay to you (few) people. I'm looking forward to it.


Sraen out.