The Chronicles of My Scumbag Brain

It's nice to see how the axiom of continuity and things remaining constant stays true. What's annoying though, is how I see it applied to my blogging. I have a very constant pattern of only updating my blog whenever I'm procrastinating at something, and that shit has got to stop!

As always, I am procrastinating and keeping myself from studying for my impending exam (in a week!) and this is also the time my scumbag brain decides to remind me of the things I've always wanted to do.

"Remember how you were supposed to make that blog layout for someone? Well, no better time to start than today! Oh, and I see you haven't drawn a page in your sketchbook lately, you should do that soon! Meanwhile, Delirium's getting really exciting! You probably should read a few pages. Oops, I took the liberty of reading a few chapters. No big deal. Here, go watch The Avengers so you can feel better. But before that, let's watch Ken Jeong dancing on Ellen, 'cause that guys heeeeeeeee-larious! Oh look! It's getting late! You better sleep so you wake up wide and bright for a whole new day of procrastinating.

Sigh. I can never win with my brain because I always surrender immediately. Also, I just realized how many fucking things I really wanna do and how I really couldn't accomplish them because of the lack of time. Sometimes I wish I had Hermione's Time Turner.

Sigh again. Ok back to looking at mock exams.

Wake Up Call

Well, fuck.

I had two whole days to myself and I didn't spend it doing anything productive. You can blame Community for that. You can also blame our Internet connection, which has the stability of an elephant on a trapeze.

Lol. But seriously. It's all my doing. On the bright side, I managed to read two more books and am continually adding to my book goal. On the downside, I have this strange delusion that I have no more books to read when there's a fuckton of books waiting in my bookshelf, so I spent a large portion of the afternoon on GoodReads, looking for book recs.

Which is why I amp posting this note to myself on my blog, so I can reinforce it in my stubborn brain that I need to get up and go do things instead of curling up on the couch like every season is hibernation time.

I kind of really hate anxiety

I had four most wonderful days of downtime.

And on the fifth day, He said, "Well bitch, this is the end of your fun."

I really hate being anxious about things.

/cryptic post is cryptic/

I'll make a proper post when I stop feeling like a ball of yarn.