| Ergane ( @ 2007-12-11 11:59:00 |
| Current music: | Kanye West - Good Morning |
Inability to K.I.S.S.
With GRE attempt #1 out of the way, I find it nearly impossible to get on the horse and create a life that looks something like other peoples. And while I know, on paper, that is possibly a huge mistake -- I am not other people; I cannot have a life like other people -- the fact remains that before GRE attempt #2, I need a different approach to my life.
This lead to me calling my friend, Natalie. Natalie is one of the wisest and smartest people I know. I met her when I was a sophomore in college -- her first year of graduate school. It is fair to say she took me in and kept me protected and safe when I felt like it was me against the world and the world was winning. At the time, she was straight -- or so she said. She thought she was straight... and after a bit, she came, little by little, into her beautiful B/black dykehood. (This was in 1994 in Columbia, SC at the University of Washington... yes, she was the first B/black graduate student I met and she listened to "white" music, too, and I looked and look up to her. Currently, she is in Salem, OR living with her partner, Pam, for over 10 years... I don't remember the exact count... I think they got together in 1996... which means 11 years... and I sang "Makes Me Whole" by Amel Larrieux at their wedding... and that Shania song... *shudders*) Anyway, Natalie told me to keep it simple. Dedicate myself to one thing and do that one thing if I do nothing else.
Good advice, if I could take it. Take this morning. After a week of being sick, sleeping days and being awake all night (... but I did do laundry one of those nights so I am not that disgusted with myself -- just missed the sun and people), I awakened at 7:30 am. Good job, right?! What did I want to do? "Get out of the house." No sooner did I state this to myself than a process appear. I needed to do yoga, the kitchen is a mess, I should shower and jerk off... do I jerk off, shower, do yoga? Makes no sense... yoga will make me sweat. Jerk off, do yoga, shower, leave? But how could I leave the kitchen such a mess? Oh, and the floors need washing... and take a shower? The bathtub needs cleaning. Well, I could stay home instead. Shit, I need to update my resume. OK: Jerk off, do yoga, clean the tub, do the dishes... no, something seems weird about that order. Meanwhile, the movie is 45 minutes into itself and I am missing Cole finally get fucked, losing all pretense and really get it good.
By the time I am completely done and spent, I know that I need to write about this and see if anyone wants to chime in. On the surface, I think the problem is a lack of disciplined thought. However, maybe I need to make a list and start striking through it and see if that helps me organize things a little better.
... I hope Rye took my bike to work... because it certainly isn't there...
And to think, I was thinking of going to the library downtown to read and thinking about how I wanted to ride my bike and envisioning walking. *grins* So connected.
Writing this entry was on my mad process list. I am looking at the kitchen... but I think I might watch Stomp the Yard instead. ... yeah, my laziness doesn't help at all.
*smiles*