In repetition: comedy
Feb. 10th, 2021 09:22 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
My web browser informed me that I already used the title I originally planned for this post, and not even all that long ago. Ah, short-term memory, I miss our time together.
I have gone to bed very late the past few nights, and I am paying for it. Both yesterday and today I came home and just... kind of sat at the table instead. of making food of any kind. Yesterday I had my D&D game as an external motivator to at least figure something out (I ended up having a makeshift peanut butter sandwich), but it's 9:30 now, or nearly, and I've done absolutely fuck-all to put calories in my body or go upstairs to bed or anything useful.
I did play Zen Koi 2, though! Super useful. ;)
My work week has been productive, but the more I get done at work the less energy I seem to have for, well, anything else. At all. Although I will own that if I were going to bed earlier I probably would have enough energy to at least make myself a grilled cheese sandwich or something.
I will probably not write the longer post I initially thought I might about the whole thought work thing, so I will note for the record that I found at least one flaw in my reasoning about it the other day, which is helping to reconcile things in my mind. I realized that I was going off the assumption that negative emotions are all bad, and that simply isn't true. If someone says or does something horrible to me and I have a thought as a reaction to that which in turn provokes a negative feeling, there is nothing inherently wrong with that. The problem arises when I make someone else's words or behaviour mean something about me, and it causes negative feelings about myself that are self-defeating or self-destructive.
So that was a neat realization.
It's too late to go to bed "early" tonight, but I can still aim for a pretty decent time in order to get about 8 hours of sleep, so that's what I'm going to do. Maybe tomorrow I'll write about Joss Whedon and how he turned out even more terrible than I initially knew.
I have gone to bed very late the past few nights, and I am paying for it. Both yesterday and today I came home and just... kind of sat at the table instead. of making food of any kind. Yesterday I had my D&D game as an external motivator to at least figure something out (I ended up having a makeshift peanut butter sandwich), but it's 9:30 now, or nearly, and I've done absolutely fuck-all to put calories in my body or go upstairs to bed or anything useful.
I did play Zen Koi 2, though! Super useful. ;)
My work week has been productive, but the more I get done at work the less energy I seem to have for, well, anything else. At all. Although I will own that if I were going to bed earlier I probably would have enough energy to at least make myself a grilled cheese sandwich or something.
I will probably not write the longer post I initially thought I might about the whole thought work thing, so I will note for the record that I found at least one flaw in my reasoning about it the other day, which is helping to reconcile things in my mind. I realized that I was going off the assumption that negative emotions are all bad, and that simply isn't true. If someone says or does something horrible to me and I have a thought as a reaction to that which in turn provokes a negative feeling, there is nothing inherently wrong with that. The problem arises when I make someone else's words or behaviour mean something about me, and it causes negative feelings about myself that are self-defeating or self-destructive.
So that was a neat realization.
It's too late to go to bed "early" tonight, but I can still aim for a pretty decent time in order to get about 8 hours of sleep, so that's what I'm going to do. Maybe tomorrow I'll write about Joss Whedon and how he turned out even more terrible than I initially knew.