Some Tips... To Do, when you don't want to Do

Listening to some music on Youtube, that is supposed to help with concentration at work, and I think it does help, a bit.

So I need to do my travel claims ...a thing I hate SO much, it has paralyzed my brain for a good 10 days since I returned. Longer. Shucks...16 days. OK. Hmm.

That is a realization and it translates to Nothing. Nothing. No solution, and no motivation. Only mounting dread. I don't know why the world is so jingoistic about this phrase "Realization". Bull crap.

And I am still not any more inspired. No nothing. Damn...I will be in trouble.

Anyways, here is my possibly useless tip. I don't have plural so I can't offer Tips yet. Here goes ....


When you can't actually do it, at least create a folder, and name it aptly, indicating that you have created 'space' to do it. Atleast, it is a start. It IS. It counts. It must.


Sigh...alright....

Bored as Hell but determinedly procastinating

Hmmm


bored as hell. I urgently need to finish some office work. But I just don't want to. I have to. I don't want to. I have been stalling.
And hence I am writing this pointless blog post, so it appears I am doing something while sitting at my desk.

R made me laugh today with her anecdote, how some one farted in the conf room during a meeting, and she could not take it, so she took out her deo from her bag and sprayed it around the room . I am still chuckling at that one. She is one crazy chick.

N on the other hand shocked me with some tid bits she dropped about a friend (of sorts) of hers. I was really shocked. I realize a lot of people consider a lot of shit as normal! And they will tell you such shit is going on in their life, and not even realize how crazy it sounds! 

Anyways...none of this changes the fact that I am BORED. With a Capital B then O ...then...you get the drift don't you.

And I NEED to do this. There is no escape but I am still stalling till I will reach a breaking point when I will HAVE to. I would have walked home, but it is so bloody hot outside..it is a furnance out there.

I should get up n get myself a plate of fruit n stretch my legs. Maybe a bit of sugar will make me then wanna work. Want to work? fat chance though. 

Anyways too bored to even pretend to blog now. So, I did go and get that plate of fruit. Refreshing. Am I inspired to get down and tackle this damned pointless work...Nope.

I waste so much time doing nothing in order to not do what I don't want to do, that I then find I have no time to do anything I want or...haven't even figured out what I want to do, and if I sometimes know what I want to do,  I find myself too drained from the effort it took to do nothing!

Mortality - Kinda always on my mind

For years now, I have been conscious of the passing of time. Of the fact that Living is a Joy but Aging isn't. But it is a marriage literally. Till death do us part. No exception. Life and Aging are inseparable partners.

When I was younger, I often felt so miserable I wanted to die. I did not quite understand what death n dying meant, but dying was the only melodramatic finale' that satisfied one's mental landscape.

After all Dying was looking pretty, draped in a pristine white sheet and flowers on a bed, looking peaceful and picture perfect, at ease while all around you people cried profusely, in regret that they misjudged you, but now it was too late. That is how it was depicted in pictures and that was completely my idea of death. Ridiculous yes...but till one knows any better, one just knows what one just knows.