Monday, January 31, 2005
Yea verily, she be frozen in the ice. Arr.
No-one in Atlanta was going much of anywhere
on Saturday ... it was locked down from pretty
much morning to evening under a drizzle of
So why was it much easier to get work done on
my class outlines on Sunday, when I was free to
indulge in distractions such as going out to
dinner with friends? I'd say I easily got
twice as much done on Sunday than I did on
Saturday, when it was just me, a stack of AI
textbooks, and my word processor.
Perhaps my brain needed more incubating. Or
maybe I work better under pressure. Or maybe,
just maybe, I need a fricking studio instead
of my kitchen table.