Anyone remember that movie “He’s Just Not That Into You”? Whenever it comes on and I happen to be in a channel flipping (AKA mindless/stupid/lazy) mood, I end up watching a little bit of it. It’s mostly for the half naked scenes with ScarJo and BradCoop. But it’s also for some of the fun dialog. And to torture myself by trying to will Jennifer Connelly’s freshly botoxed face to make.. Read More
Self-forgiving: cure for procrastination? Or a procrastinate-y cure?
Am I watching science news here? Or an episode of Soul Pancake? Recent research is claiming that when it comes to tasks like test preparation or deadline meeting, we may not be able to salvage that “too late” point between something like a professor’s announcement and exam – but what we can do is improve our chances of not setting a screw-yourself-over precedence for the future by eschewing self-flagellation. And.. Read More
Sleep Procrastination? Blame addictive technology
Late at night – do you stall on sleep? Eschew snoozing? Delay the delectable delta waves? Sheeeeit. I do. I just didn’t give it a name like “sleep procrastination” before. And I dunno about you, but it’s my widget Wonka factory that keeps me up late at night. Oh you too? Yeah, us and a kajillion other people, it would seem. According to recent studies done, people who put off.. Read More
Holy intstellar internet timesink, Batman
As I sat sunning myself yesterday, my foot began throbbing. It’s my own fault. My cardio form has been so bad, I imagine I look like some flaccid Gumby push puppet when I take to the treadmill. My tendency to fall into a woe-is-me wallow moment was curtailed when I realized no one was there to cry to. Even my dog was throwing shade at me from the shady spot.. Read More
Walkin’ Into InterWebs ♪
I spend about blahbety-blah percent of my life online. Let’s just assume that figure’s high. And it’s got a nine in the first digit. And there’s, like, three digits. But it’s sort of nuts when I think about it – not just in a lament-modern-society-slaves sorta way. No, I mean I’m realizing that only about half of that time’s spent doing actual work. And when I say half, I mean.. Read More