Loading ...sorry for the random heideggarian german term–which i’m prolly not remembering or using correctly. but fuck it. i’m antsy.
it’s saturday, my big get shit done day–and it’s raining. not all the time, just off and on- and its annoying. oh there’s plenty to get done inside, but that’s not as fun as doing shit to the yard. bleh.
i can’t ’splain why, but i’m all ruffled, it might be the the angst (this site looks awesome) but i think it’s more the boredem, i can definetly say i’m feeling moody-though if i remember correctely (recollect seems to work here natty) moody in this context is not to be equated with pissy. it’s more to be moodful or to have moods, though this is me we’re talking about so it’s being pissy. but really what do you expect.
i subscribed to lifehacker’s rss feed and in the last week or so they’ve had some features on this new attention disorder, ADT to quote their quote:
What is ADT? Hallowell: It’s sort of like the normal version of attention deficit disorder. But it’s a condition induced by modern life, in which you’ve become so busy attending to so many inputs and outputs that you become increasingly distracted, irritable, impulsive, restless and, over the long term, underachieving. In other words, it costs you efficiency because you’re doing so much or trying to do so much, it’s as if you’re juggling one more ball than you possibly can.
i think that sums me up pretty well. I’ve gotten to the poitn where if i actually do 1 thign for 10 mins straight, i feel as if i deserve a break (read: a beer) or something. on the rare occasion where i actually focus on something,, i actually get so in entraced that i shut out everything else. it’s like my attention wad all on one thing. they i scramble to catch up on the other 8 things that i normally keep track of at the same time. i’m gonna loose it soon, i know it.
actually, i just realized that sites like lifehacker, and rss feeds adn shit are actually contributing to this syndrome. ha, funny. i see a little red spot on the bloglines icon in my tool tray and i’m compelled to look, and there i go off on another thought tangent. har, funny.
maybe it’s just the diet coke on an empty stomach….i dunno.
well this took up an hour, the boy will be awake soon and need me to watch him. so i guess i’ve muddled through another crisis of consciousness.
thanks internet, you’re my pimp and my pusher.
i’m not sure what i meant by that, but it works, right?