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Jul. 10th, 2002 11:59 amYawn. I feel entirely shiftless. I tried to write fiction last night-- either work on The Novel, or on a new idea for a hyperfiction/short story I had, and ... nothing. I ended up nattering on about some daydreams I was pleasantly in the midst of, though I couldn't even properly focus on even those.
Ah well.
I have to mail out resumes, mail out thank-you notes, mail out a letter to Max, mail out a package to Katy, and go to the pharmacy. I think i might go on foot, simply because it'd be a nice hike.
I have to print out the thank-you letters first, though. And burn the CD's for katy's package. And find the other thing I was going to put in it...
oh yay, email from dave, now i can procrastinate.
Procrastinating when you have almost nothing to do is astonishingly unrewarding.
whoops. forgot to click "update journal" before I got offline. Well, gives me time to temper the unyielding negativity of the earlier section: I actually did write my thank-you notes and start to send them out. Not all, yet, but most. I don't have all the addresses I need...
ah well. i'm doing stuff, really.
please god, i need a job. my life is meaningless at the moment... bleah.
ah well. at least the worst of my worries just now is boredom.