2007-01-15 19:01
digitaldiscipline
I spent five hours today cleaning.
My desk.
I'm still not done.
There is, I shit you not, a foot and a half high stack of CD media that I need to sort through to discern what it is, whether it's even viable, and oh where the hell is the case for it?
So, yeah. Day off? Hah.
Cancelled Lifestyles membership (effective 3/15).
Failed to find a secondhand pair of baseball cleats or a softball bat.
Returned duplicate XMS gift.
Had lunch with
rappleboy.
My desk.
I'm still not done.
There is, I shit you not, a foot and a half high stack of CD media that I need to sort through to discern what it is, whether it's even viable, and oh where the hell is the case for it?
So, yeah. Day off? Hah.
Cancelled Lifestyles membership (effective 3/15).
Failed to find a secondhand pair of baseball cleats or a softball bat.
Returned duplicate XMS gift.
Had lunch with
(no subject)
If I wasn't pretty sure that the pile o' disks was worth a couple hundred bucks and contains stuff I really don't want to lose, I'd just sweep it off the side of the desk into the trash can and be done with it.
(no subject)
Okay, I'm scared. My desk was generally doable in a day.
o.O
Still, at the end you'll feel better, no?
(no subject)
Yesterday was day #2 of the great desk cleaning. As has been explored elsewhere, cleaning my desk normally encompasses many hours and about three rooms. Room #1 is approaching completion, but Staging Area For Shit (#2) has gotten far, far messier as a result of The Cleaning, and must be addressed.
Preferably when I'm not exhausted, busy, and feel like shit. Which would rule out today, even if I wasn't at the office.
Blah blah bitchycakes.