Casual like

Every tab in my lifetime is open right now.  Like 128 windows, and 2394 tabs.

I start using a new task software today (asana) and it thrills me/makes me want to die.

The weather couldn’t be more perfectly perfect so the schnauzies and I try to take regular breaks to avoid focusing and to chase tennis balls twice and then tear them up.

If money grew on trees and time was bendable and hours spent worrying actually earned income, I’d have so much to show you – including my newly wallpapered bathroom, my sconces installed over the bar and general progress on the kondo.  however, it doesn’t, it doesn’t and it doesn’t, so here we are.  I feel we are closer than ever, in the same way that point b can never become point a again —  so I am putting in my task software to share at least once a week wtf is going on over here.  Siri, why can’t I get shit done?

I am italicizing task software because if we were speaking about it in person, you couldn’t help but notice a disdain in my voice when I mention it.  the two smallest fingers on my left hand that are hanging onto the edge of millennialism simply cannot pull the entirety of my weight up to become organized.  only recently have I seen the scope of my unstructured time, and it’s unesco world heritage site magnificent.  having no boss has basically meant whhhheeeeeee. and now this bitch Asana is assigning me activities with deadlines.

new phone who dis.  it’s productive me.  prepare yourselves.  if it works, it’s going to be earth-shattering.