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This Krumpet Is Big...
Feb. 1st, 2002 08:00 am
Hey there...
I've been trying to keep a regular sleeping schedule that doesn't suck, and so far I've been failing miserably. I'm going to keep this a little short so that I can go to bed, hopefully wake up at a decent hour, take my roommates to lunch, cash my paycheck, be back home by 3 p.m. for a bit of RPing with a friend, and then I'll try and catch up on all the e-mail I've been meaning to write. I also have to write the next session of "The Nameless," invite furs to the on-line game, make a character for a Camarilla Changeling LARP running on Saturday, and sign and mail a little slip of paper so I can get my refund from the IRS.
I think I can, I think I can...
"The Way Things Are" is rolling right along...it'd probably be rolling faster if I had a space at home I could devote to writing and nothing else. :/ Maybe I'll try the bed or something...you know, turn it back into a couch and just sit there with headphones. I'll try it sometime this weekend, see how it goes.
I watched the last part of Stephen King's "Rose Red" miniseries last night. I missed Parts 1 and 2, but what I saw was really good. I'm also trying to blow my way through "The Stand" again..it's only a matter of time before I catch a cold (it happens every time I try to read it...creepy, huh?) or the book gets lost somehow. Maybe this dark Christian fable was never meant to be read by a little pagan like me, eh? :)
Hmm...and a realization. Every one seems to see this but me, until now...but there have been times when I've gone on-line to check e-mail, read a story from a friend, or write in this here LiveJournal, and I'll find my mouse slowly going over to my MUCK client. It's never my intention to get on the MUCK, in fact, I even say to myself, "I'm not going to get on the MUCKs today."...and then I do.
So, let's face it, I'm addicted.
For all of my bitching and harping about not being able to get solitude, I think I'm actually deathly afraid to be alone with my thoughts. All the times that I've sent messages to friends saying, "Hey, I won't be on for a while" (yeah, you all know those), and I come popping back a relatively short time later...well, that's me unable to break the addiction. Some people have cigarettes, I have FurryMUCK.
So...I've realized the addiction and admitted to it. That's half the battle, right? Too bad the other half is so much harder...
What should I do about it? I honestly enjoy role-playing there with quite a few folks...maybe I should just limit myself to a few sessions a week of role-playing, and not get on any other time? It's a solid plan, easy to say...but extremely hard to do.
I guess I'll go sleep on it, and wait for responses and suggestions from all of you. Thanks in advance. :)
I've been trying to keep a regular sleeping schedule that doesn't suck, and so far I've been failing miserably. I'm going to keep this a little short so that I can go to bed, hopefully wake up at a decent hour, take my roommates to lunch, cash my paycheck, be back home by 3 p.m. for a bit of RPing with a friend, and then I'll try and catch up on all the e-mail I've been meaning to write. I also have to write the next session of "The Nameless," invite furs to the on-line game, make a character for a Camarilla Changeling LARP running on Saturday, and sign and mail a little slip of paper so I can get my refund from the IRS.
I think I can, I think I can...
"The Way Things Are" is rolling right along...it'd probably be rolling faster if I had a space at home I could devote to writing and nothing else. :/ Maybe I'll try the bed or something...you know, turn it back into a couch and just sit there with headphones. I'll try it sometime this weekend, see how it goes.
I watched the last part of Stephen King's "Rose Red" miniseries last night. I missed Parts 1 and 2, but what I saw was really good. I'm also trying to blow my way through "The Stand" again..it's only a matter of time before I catch a cold (it happens every time I try to read it...creepy, huh?) or the book gets lost somehow. Maybe this dark Christian fable was never meant to be read by a little pagan like me, eh? :)
Hmm...and a realization. Every one seems to see this but me, until now...but there have been times when I've gone on-line to check e-mail, read a story from a friend, or write in this here LiveJournal, and I'll find my mouse slowly going over to my MUCK client. It's never my intention to get on the MUCK, in fact, I even say to myself, "I'm not going to get on the MUCKs today."...and then I do.
So, let's face it, I'm addicted.
For all of my bitching and harping about not being able to get solitude, I think I'm actually deathly afraid to be alone with my thoughts. All the times that I've sent messages to friends saying, "Hey, I won't be on for a while" (yeah, you all know those), and I come popping back a relatively short time later...well, that's me unable to break the addiction. Some people have cigarettes, I have FurryMUCK.
So...I've realized the addiction and admitted to it. That's half the battle, right? Too bad the other half is so much harder...
What should I do about it? I honestly enjoy role-playing there with quite a few folks...maybe I should just limit myself to a few sessions a week of role-playing, and not get on any other time? It's a solid plan, easy to say...but extremely hard to do.
I guess I'll go sleep on it, and wait for responses and suggestions from all of you. Thanks in advance. :)
