I don't really have anyone in my friends list that really posts much anymore, and I don't really feel compelled to find new friends. I'm never really in the mood to write in this, and when I do, it is usually a form of my usual procrastination.
I'm sick of reading those damn quiz things people keep posting in their journals as if someone actually gave a damn about their utterly meaningless results. I would honestly prefer a single sentence posted over one of those quizzes. Well, people can do what they feel like in their free and ill-read Live Journal entries, but as fair warning my friends list is no longer going to tolerate inane, multi-choice dribble.
Not that anyone cares. Most people, despite whether they have a LJ account or not, post anonymously regardless; of which almost none of them even bother to put a screen name. Depending on whether this keeps up, or if anyone even reads my LJ anymore, I may disable anonymous posting. Why do I announce this? Because I have nothing else to write, really.
On the other hand,
I think I may go completely crazy. Things that I need to work on in no particular order.
- Sleep better.
- Plan out food stuff.
- Conquer Lust.
- Improve drawing skill.
- Improve flexibility.
- Find more friends.
- Create more story boards for the nameless comic by Keely and me.
- Christmas Shopping.
This weekend, I must!
- Conquer internet browsing habits.
- Stop not doing homework.
I need to join something or do something before I go crazy!
The biggest cause of my procrastination is my constant exhaustion (there may be a few causes for this, but I'll start with the readily fixable ones)
I think I should try to start being economical with meals eat out less.
Well, no plan as of yet, but it's on the list.
A difficult task, but only because of time involved.
Part of exercise, but notable enough for a spot on my list.
No idea about that one...
I've actually written the basic idea for the next handful of comics. Now it depends on whether or not Keelor feels like drawing any more of it.
While more interesting than people, spending many hours with it makes me feel icky and I can't really talk with it. I can't hug it either.
I just… uurrgghh!