Pre-occupied
Oct. 30th, 2006 06:06 pmAt the moment, no matter how vigorously I try to turn my mind to other things, it quickly jumps back to one pre-occupation: five day weekend.
I say: “OK, brain, let’s catalogue these books!”
My brain says: “I think 646.7 is the perfect number for that... FIVE DAY WEEKEND!!”
I say: “Right, brain, let’s get down to work on that fic that bit me the other day...”
My brain says: “Ooh, I can’t wait to get to that scene in the storage closet with... FIVE DAY WEEKEND!!”
I say: “Hey, brain! Let’s...”
My brain interrupts with: “FIVE DAY WEEKEND!! FIVE DAY WEEKEND!!”
I should point out that my brain doesn’t always speak in caps. Neither does it always place two exclamation marks at the end of everything it utters. Usually, it’s quite well-spoken, a little devious and sometimes slightly less than pure in its observations on various... things. But when it latches onto an idea like this, it certainly doesn’t spare the punctuation of excitement.
All because there’s a five day weekend coming up and I can’t for it to arrive. It’s like a little mini-holiday in the middle of term; a sweet oasis of calm in the hectic desert of term four. Even though we have to endure three days earlier in the year staying back at work ’til 6pm to earn this treat, it’s worth it when cup weekend finally arrives.
Ah, but what to do with it when I reach it? How to waste it? How to enjoy it? Should I promise to write or not?
I guess only the weekend knows.
Oh, and the only reason I managed to get my brain to stay focussed on this entry was because I made a deal with it at the start...
I said: “Right, brain, we’re going to do a post on LJ and I don’t want you drifting off to lazy thoughts of the coming weekend.”
My brain said: “Awww, but... Can we at least mention the FIVE DAY WEEKEND?”
I agreed and the post was written with minimal interruption. However, I am now obliged to return to day-dreaming about my upcoming FIVE DAY WEEKEND!!
I say: “OK, brain, let’s catalogue these books!”
My brain says: “I think 646.7 is the perfect number for that... FIVE DAY WEEKEND!!”
I say: “Right, brain, let’s get down to work on that fic that bit me the other day...”
My brain says: “Ooh, I can’t wait to get to that scene in the storage closet with... FIVE DAY WEEKEND!!”
I say: “Hey, brain! Let’s...”
My brain interrupts with: “FIVE DAY WEEKEND!! FIVE DAY WEEKEND!!”
I should point out that my brain doesn’t always speak in caps. Neither does it always place two exclamation marks at the end of everything it utters. Usually, it’s quite well-spoken, a little devious and sometimes slightly less than pure in its observations on various... things. But when it latches onto an idea like this, it certainly doesn’t spare the punctuation of excitement.
All because there’s a five day weekend coming up and I can’t for it to arrive. It’s like a little mini-holiday in the middle of term; a sweet oasis of calm in the hectic desert of term four. Even though we have to endure three days earlier in the year staying back at work ’til 6pm to earn this treat, it’s worth it when cup weekend finally arrives.
Ah, but what to do with it when I reach it? How to waste it? How to enjoy it? Should I promise to write or not?
I guess only the weekend knows.
Oh, and the only reason I managed to get my brain to stay focussed on this entry was because I made a deal with it at the start...
I said: “Right, brain, we’re going to do a post on LJ and I don’t want you drifting off to lazy thoughts of the coming weekend.”
My brain said: “Awww, but... Can we at least mention the FIVE DAY WEEKEND?”
I agreed and the post was written with minimal interruption. However, I am now obliged to return to day-dreaming about my upcoming FIVE DAY WEEKEND!!
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on 2006-10-30 08:17 am (UTC)Still, four days is a lot better than two.
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on 2006-10-30 08:21 am (UTC)no subject
on 2006-10-31 12:15 am (UTC)no subject
on 2006-10-31 09:36 am (UTC)