Some of the 43F stuff on business emails made me think of you, ita -- I'm not sure why; or maybe it's just that you said something here about it at around the same time the matter was being discussed there.

Anyway, they're a little too prone to the one-true-notebook error, but they turned me on to quicksilver, and so I am their willing slave.

If it made you think of me before yesterday, then I'm flattered. Because I don't think I knowingly mentioned them before then.

I have such communication frustration at work (you know when things aren't your fault, but they're still your responsibility?) that I need every freaking trick in the book. They make me feel I'm doing more.

Hard to tell. She hated them less than bananas, but they're still Not Boobie.

Well, they are particularly nice boobies.

Does anyone else have this kind of problem with follow-through? How do other people deal with making sure they follow through, and cleaning up the messes when they don't?

Once I didn't give a Buffista her blanket for... hmm... over a year. Now who was that? Wait, Anne, it was YOU! ::smooch::

IIRC I went with "groveling" when I finally handed it over.

This is probably the thing about myself I dislike the most, and it has had a huge impact in many areas of my life. If I could have it surgically removed I would, but no, I'm just going to have to deal with the myriad issues that drive my chronic procrastination. I know what some of these issues are (perfectionism, fear of conflict, a tendency to take on more than I can do), but it seems like knowing them is less than half the battle.

Oh yeah, oh G-d yeah. I think its one part depression and three parts bad habit borne out of depression and some part me just being a weenie. I do it less when I'm "doing well" mentally-- but it doesn't go away.

I thought it would be reassuring to mention one really nifty thing that happened to each of us this year.

The show I've been working on for five months played Caroline's. And killed.

thanks amych for the wonderful detail on the procrastination demon slaying report.

No problem. Writing it all down saved me from doing work.

HAR.

Having a healthy baby and a safe delivery was my Good Thing. Getting to climb the Acropolis, see the Parthenon, and visit Delphi would've topped the list otherwise. It's been a good year, despite the difficulties.

Oh yeah, oh G-d yeah. I think its one part depression and three parts bad habit borne out of depression and some part me just being a weenie.

Dr. Trudy has diagnosed me perfectly.

Dr. Trudy has diagnosed me perfectly.

This just made me laugh and laugh...more than it should have. There's this big story right now here in MA about this former stripper who said she was a shrink and diagnosed kids and stuff and now she's being sued and prosecuted and all that good stuff. And my brain just went to this very funny place of thinking of SPP as a fake shrink by day.

She'd be a good one. Possibly better than some real shrinks.

(Of course, I may be biased, since I just got an email from a friend whose wife is a shrink, and whose son just tried to burn down their house because of his mother's Issues.)

Oh yeah, oh G-d yeah. I think its one part depression and three parts bad habit borne out of depression and some part me just being a weenie.

This goes for me too.

good things this year: moving, and starting school. Makes me feel like I have a space of my own in this world, and that I may have a plan for the future. Maybe. Perhaps. It has calmed down a lot of vague free-floating anxiety. Also, reduced work-related stress, because both these things take my brain out of work a little so it's not my end all be all.

I am enjoying (so far) the mental process of my commute. No, commute isn't fun, but I like getting on the train near work, and then a half hour later I emerge in what feels like a different world. The morning commute gives me more of an opportunity to wake up before getting to work where people want stuff, and stuff.

Time to stop hitting refresh here and in lj so that I can leave for work with enough time to get settled in properly. I hope the Universe is nice to all of my Bitches today.