A letter to God (or, really, insert any deity here)

Dear Lord,

So far today, I am doing all right.

I have not gossiped, lost my temper, been greedy, grumpy, nasty, selfish or self-indulgent. I have not whined, complained, cursed, or eaten any chocolate. I have charged nothing on my credit card.

But I will be getting out of bed in a minute, and I think that I will really need your help then.

Too many projects, not enough hours in the day

I have too many projects in my head. Well, there's no such thing as too many projects, you'll say, but when the number of hours in the day begin to dwindle as they tend to do, it becomes awkward to then carry out the aforementioned projects.

Yay run-on sentences! Yay sentence fragments!

Okay, digression over. Oh, not over yet. Note to self: must update later about Comedyworks last night. Okay, now the digression is over.

Part of me is really excited about these projects. A big part of me, in fact. I have some tentative goals, which I intend to think about more concretely in the near future, so that I can be sure to accomplish them. The idea is something akin to baronscartop's challenge to make up a hoax about oneself and then make it not a hoax (that's the column dated October 3rd, for when it gets archived). Have yet to think which of these projects is the hoax I care most about. This will likely become clearer in time.

Another part of me is screeching loudly at the back of my mind. Something along the lines of: "Are you INSANE?" (Please don't answer that.) "You can't start all these projects at the same time as NaNoWriMo, not to mention all your other commitments! You'll go crazy!"

Admittedly, that voice is usually Shithead. However, he does have a point, that I tend to take on too much and then crash and burn and accomplish nothing. So, the goal now is to make Shithead shut up, get my projects going, but in such a way that nothing, my sanity first and foremost, gets sacrificed.

This is going to take some very careful planning and balancing. I'm not sure how to do this yet. I suppose it'll depend widely on the timeframe I give myself, and the number of projects I can actually get going. Some of these would involve money, which I don't have right now, so at least that's reasonable enough to put on hold until I actually have a bit of spare cash. Saving up is sort of a sub-project so that I can get to these other projects.

Okay, rambling now, so I'm going to stop.

But yes. Ambition's the word, these days.

Owie...

Have done something to my back. Nothing major. Maybe just sitting in bad position all day is catching up to me.

So. Bath, then post.

Oh yeah. Then I have to pack for Kitchener. Boo, hiss.

I'll likely be missing t!'s Hallowe'en party too. Boo, hiss. Will try to get there, but it'll be late and I'll have no costume. I say again: Boo, hiss.

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The neighbour's dog is howling. How singularly à propos.