LOUDBRAIN

Neglect

Usta be, I could procrastinate in every area of my life, but with the passage of time and the stubborn bill paying schedule I've created for myself, I find that I can no longer let things go so casually as I once did. These are sad times. Clean the house? Done. Do laundry? Done. Grocery shopping, monologue work? Done and done. Call my parents, be attentive and loving to my girlfriend and her kids, see random shows that friends are in? Done.
But the simple act of posting to this every day, or even every other day, is daunting: I stare forlornly at the screen, thinking witty and profound thoughts, but my fingers make no move to the keyboard, my urge to vent or tell a joke or be philosophical or report last week's Fantasy football scores lost in the subtle hazy blue of my iBook's screen. "Is that the right background for today?", I wonder. Maybe I'd more more inspired by a another desktop picture. Something more powerful, or nature-y, or animal skin-y, or...different-y. So I set the pictures to change every 5 seconds, and I'm mesmerized by the great variety of backgrounds I've assembled. How can I have that many pictures of Stonehenge? Do I really need a folder full of Ansel Adams desktops? When was the last time I used that Half-Dome picture, anyway? Oooh, there's that hot snap of Jennifer Garner, and that one of Cate Blanchett! Hey, when did I turn that pdf of my Days Of Our Lives contract into a desktop pic? Too many distractions. I should stick to blue.
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