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Mar. 26th, 2004 11:55 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
out_thereI have work to do, but I don't want to do it because I don't understand it. *sighs* I don't *get* the difference in Super fund options, and it bugs me. I mean, it's whole huge honkin' part of financial planning, but I don't get it and I couldn't be bothered.
And, yes, I've been putting off contacting this client for *far* too long, but... Eurgh. I don't wanna deal with it.
Would you believe I came into work today and wrote myself a little schedule for the morning, giving myself hour blocks to get tasks done. The result? Wasted the morning and still haven't accomplished the first thing.
Is it wrong that I when I caught up on SV a few weeks ago, I had the "blah, blah, blah, ...cakes" phrase going through my head? Lex onscreen is "blah, blah, blah, sexycakes", Chloe was "blah, blah, blah, nosycakes", Clark/Lana was "blah, blah, blah, romancecakes" and "blah, blah, blah, secretcakes". I'm wondering what Clark/Lex should have been. "Blah, blah, blah, lustcakes?"
Or maybe "Blah, blah, blah, betrayalcakes?"
(Yeah, I'm all about the pointless ramble today.)
Anyway, I noticed that 81 people have me friended. (Freaks!) Trust me, I'm not that amusing, entertaining or intriguing.
However, I do take a measure of comfort from the fact that most of them probably have *huge* FLists and so don't actually *read* me. And, no, I don't know why this always freaks me out a little.
Everytime my FList rises (okay, every couple of months when I check it), I get caught between random impulses. Like apologising about my own FList policy, and gently explaining that I'm just not adding people. Or welcoming everyone and saying the more, the merrier. Or pointing out to them that really, I'm not as interesting as all that. (In fact, I spam, I ramble, I wip at a terrible rate. I don't meta, except in a highly superficial way, and I use this for my own entertainment more often than not. I like getting to know fen, but I always have this feeling that I'm a bit too boring to really be of interest. If LJ's a party, I'm a terrible host.)
Eventually, I just sigh and forget about it, and figure that people will wander away eventually. Or, you know, mock and make their own fun. *g*
And, yes, I've been putting off contacting this client for *far* too long, but... Eurgh. I don't wanna deal with it.
Would you believe I came into work today and wrote myself a little schedule for the morning, giving myself hour blocks to get tasks done. The result? Wasted the morning and still haven't accomplished the first thing.
Is it wrong that I when I caught up on SV a few weeks ago, I had the "blah, blah, blah, ...cakes" phrase going through my head? Lex onscreen is "blah, blah, blah, sexycakes", Chloe was "blah, blah, blah, nosycakes", Clark/Lana was "blah, blah, blah, romancecakes" and "blah, blah, blah, secretcakes". I'm wondering what Clark/Lex should have been. "Blah, blah, blah, lustcakes?"
Or maybe "Blah, blah, blah, betrayalcakes?"
(Yeah, I'm all about the pointless ramble today.)
Anyway, I noticed that 81 people have me friended. (Freaks!) Trust me, I'm not that amusing, entertaining or intriguing.
However, I do take a measure of comfort from the fact that most of them probably have *huge* FLists and so don't actually *read* me. And, no, I don't know why this always freaks me out a little.
Everytime my FList rises (okay, every couple of months when I check it), I get caught between random impulses. Like apologising about my own FList policy, and gently explaining that I'm just not adding people. Or welcoming everyone and saying the more, the merrier. Or pointing out to them that really, I'm not as interesting as all that. (In fact, I spam, I ramble, I wip at a terrible rate. I don't meta, except in a highly superficial way, and I use this for my own entertainment more often than not. I like getting to know fen, but I always have this feeling that I'm a bit too boring to really be of interest. If LJ's a party, I'm a terrible host.)
Eventually, I just sigh and forget about it, and figure that people will wander away eventually. Or, you know, mock and make their own fun. *g*
