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i try maintaining a list of things i should do each day. i wake up, i feed it in my phone, which syncs it to my work computer, to my laptop, my iPad, my iPod even to make sure i remember no matter what. i write it in an un-readable script with a pen meant for greater things, into an overpriced notepad so that i remember the things i have to do, i write it with black ink and strike it with blue at the end of each task. that way if i have a blue dominant page, its a good day, if its a black dominant page its an unproductive day.
today, just like any other day i started with the lists, in my phone, in the notepad, synced to my computer at work and the one i carry around. i woke up thinking i have things to do, lets make a list and get to crossing things off. lets blue the damn page! but nooooo, life as it always does, has other plans. life woke up this morning, had one thing on its list. one thing in black. lets screw someones day. i think life has just that on its list, every day. wake up, pick one person. mess with his day, blue that black and go back to sleep. thats it. one thing, and it does it well. oh yes. it takes all the fun in doing so too.. it seems to take all the productivity lists seriously, the ones that tell you how to get creative at your job, and it puts them to good use. it gets creative so you cannot. life gets all kinds of ideas at work. like making sure something that should not have happened happens. and something that absolutely must, doesn't. it takes its own sweet time watching you plan a day, snickering from the back for having had new ideas of how to mess up with the least amounts of things to do and does them. like giving you a bad stomach on a day with a lunch meeting at your favourite joint.
this was my day.
i woke up made the list while having a headache and a problem involving breathing that i have not had since the late 90s (i am not that old, the problem on the other hand... ). a bad stomach was waiting round the corner to complete the trifecta of a bad morning. now, the only thing one wants on such mornings, is the ability to crawl back under the blanket and pass out, but i had phone calls from work about things that i should not have had phone calls about. i attended to those, made sure the people who had to have had these looked into were going to look into them and went about my morning. i had a 10 am meeting that i wanted to cancel but in the interest of work i went ahead and attended it.
now there are a list of things that drive me up the wall, really, but if you are late to a meeting only made necessary because i don't think you will understand things over the phone... i am in a rage that will make the fires of hell look like a sunburn. but if you cancel on me 15 minutes after we were supposed to meet... well... i don't think we have a word for that yet. and that was the beginning of the end. places i had to go that i didn't want to, things i had to do that i don't like to, a bad stomach over lunch, a deadline i would have rather missed and all that.
to cut it short, (if that is possible now) because i am late for a dinner i don't want to eat owing to my current gastro-predicament, the point of this rant really is that i was made life's bitch today.. tomorrow hopefully.. ah fuck it! who am i kidding... tomorrow is going to be another today.. because life as it see it.. has started to commit to one hobby... me!
today, just like any other day i started with the lists, in my phone, in the notepad, synced to my computer at work and the one i carry around. i woke up thinking i have things to do, lets make a list and get to crossing things off. lets blue the damn page! but nooooo, life as it always does, has other plans. life woke up this morning, had one thing on its list. one thing in black. lets screw someones day. i think life has just that on its list, every day. wake up, pick one person. mess with his day, blue that black and go back to sleep. thats it. one thing, and it does it well. oh yes. it takes all the fun in doing so too.. it seems to take all the productivity lists seriously, the ones that tell you how to get creative at your job, and it puts them to good use. it gets creative so you cannot. life gets all kinds of ideas at work. like making sure something that should not have happened happens. and something that absolutely must, doesn't. it takes its own sweet time watching you plan a day, snickering from the back for having had new ideas of how to mess up with the least amounts of things to do and does them. like giving you a bad stomach on a day with a lunch meeting at your favourite joint.
this was my day.
i woke up made the list while having a headache and a problem involving breathing that i have not had since the late 90s (i am not that old, the problem on the other hand... ). a bad stomach was waiting round the corner to complete the trifecta of a bad morning. now, the only thing one wants on such mornings, is the ability to crawl back under the blanket and pass out, but i had phone calls from work about things that i should not have had phone calls about. i attended to those, made sure the people who had to have had these looked into were going to look into them and went about my morning. i had a 10 am meeting that i wanted to cancel but in the interest of work i went ahead and attended it.
now there are a list of things that drive me up the wall, really, but if you are late to a meeting only made necessary because i don't think you will understand things over the phone... i am in a rage that will make the fires of hell look like a sunburn. but if you cancel on me 15 minutes after we were supposed to meet... well... i don't think we have a word for that yet. and that was the beginning of the end. places i had to go that i didn't want to, things i had to do that i don't like to, a bad stomach over lunch, a deadline i would have rather missed and all that.
to cut it short, (if that is possible now) because i am late for a dinner i don't want to eat owing to my current gastro-predicament, the point of this rant really is that i was made life's bitch today.. tomorrow hopefully.. ah fuck it! who am i kidding... tomorrow is going to be another today.. because life as it see it.. has started to commit to one hobby... me!
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