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Sunday, 25 August 2013

secret: planning ahead


Tiny post for a tiny thing that drives me crazy about myself-

Every single fucking year I buy a diary. Every single fucking year I use about 2 weeks’ worth; non-consecutive days of course.

Every single fucking year.

You know what I did yesterday? Nearly pre-ordered a diary for 2014. In August. Even though I never use them. This year I have 2 diaries, neither of which have been properly used.
I stopped for a second, and I thought some things at myself, and moved away from clicking the pre-order button. Next year I’m just gonna try and write notes to myself in a book with no dates in it, then try and look at the notes in time to avoid hefty library fines.

Thou shalt not buy copious diaries for no good reason, and instead make use of one of the thousands of blank notebooks already purchased and at your disposal: The 11th Commandment

If I were to buy a diary, it might be one of these.

Saturday, 24 August 2013

secret: a list of things to think about when you can’t sleep





1.       wonder if you had any caffeine today, by accident. Dwell. Realise there is caffeine in tea (somehow, in your mind, caffeine is relegated to coffee and energy drinks)

2.       remind yourself not to panic about the no-sleeping thing

3.       do backwards maths about the alarm (ie my alarm goes off at 7, it’s 1.45am, that means I’ll get 5h 15min sleep if I drop off right now, which I won’t, because I’m...

4.      ... planning my wardrobe for my trip away next week, and accommodating all related trains of thought, for example, must do washing -> must buy drying rack -> must go downtown (when is good? Settle on Saturday afternoon after considering Friday lunchtime and Monday lunchtime) 

5.       reminding myself to pay rent and bills and book a ticket for the high school reunion

6.       realising you owe emails to no less than 3 ex-boyfriends and almost instantaneously realising that you don’t quite know what to say to any of them (this thought leads you to wonder how long a gap is rude when someone has broken your heart)

7.       remember that you didn’t plug the iPad in to charge; scrabble round in the dark for longer than sensible before turning the light on to assist with the task

8.       trying to figure out the best time to get mum to dye hair before the trip away

9.       think of the list of people to catch up with while away, spare a second or two of non-religious prayer that you won’t run into the ex who hasn’t been emailed in a timely fashion

10.  drink herbal insomnia remedy that tastes like dead ants, write down everything bothering you, turn light off and try again.