And this is why I get so little done
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beccaelizabethSat down to read about Greek Tragic Theatre (the book by Rush Rehm I started on the train).
Started fiddling with blankets, tassels, and fuzzy cushion of lilac softeness I bought the other day.
Decided I needed an Official Thing To Fiddle With and picked up the charm bracelet from the accumulation next to me.
Went through it a few times and got fed up with the irregularity of the thing.
Decided I needed one of my bracelets of many round beads.
Went over to the Shiny Things Drawer, which had turned into the Shiny Things Tangle Of Doom.
Untangled. For about an hour. With detours via putting things on, taking things off, accidentally breaking things etc etc.
Realised 90% of the tangle problem is down to the hair twirl things, which after all are meant to spiral in and hold things together. Take them out of the shiny things box and look for somewhere to put them. Realise there's nowhere flat. Remove things from shelf until there is. Discover the things were an accumulation of last year's birthday, christmas, gift, and photo sharing cards, and put them to join this year's. Wonder where the year before that went, and if you ever got around to putting them in the sealable plastic tubs bought for the purpose. Check. Discover sealable plastic tubs are full of old yet pretty underwear. Wonder why. Decide to put them back and leave them sealed. Wonder at the intricacy of own brain.
Go back to detangling necklaces. Discover other 10% of problem is that one necklace with a heart on that you thought looked very cyber but never get around to wearing even though you've taken it everywhere and tried it on with every outfit since you got it. Find a pouch. Put necklace in pouch. Put pouch in drawer. Feel sense of accomplishment.
Hang up purple necklaces in the window so they're shiny.
Put goth neck things on the very goth tailcoat I need to wear somewhere shiny soon.
Put necklaces I actually wear regularly on the table next to the door where I keep the one I've been wearing all summer.
Put all the bracelets I own on.
Put every broken off shiny piece in the bead box.
Realised buttons, card charms, and actual beads could also live in the bead box, and collected those. Decided the bead necklaces and bracelets I never wear due to texture, color, message, or clunkiness, could also go in there. Realised it had turned into a box for things mum gave me, sighed, added remaining necklace to complete the set. Put lid back on.
Sorted out all the necklaces that are a circle on a string. Hung them up by putting the loops over my TARDIS money box. Rearranged the strings so they're in order, in a vertical line. Realise I have four of them, and four is not a lucky number. Found a circle on a chain and added that. Now there are five.
Now there are earrings. Lots and lots of earrings. Try clipping them to the very pretty plastic sword. Realise that's not going to work cause it's too thick and they won't clip to ears if they get used to that. Ponder. Go get a ribbon. Decide hanging up a black ribbon doesn't match the decor. Go get a rainbow bootlace. Tie it between shelves.
Clip all earrings, in pairs, in sequence from least worn on the right to most worn on the left, onto the rainbow bootlace, with the odd one from the pair that broke and turned into a bag charm hanging in the middle on its own.
I have 12.5 pairs of earrings, or 25 individual shiny things. Approximately three of these get worn with any regularity. And yet I keep buying them.
Realise arms are so densely packed with bracelets they're getting too hot and somewhat constricted. Remove all bracelets. Heap up the beady ones I was looking for on the book. Put the rest back in the shiny things drawer. Realise the shiny things drawer is now very nearly empty as absolutely everything has been sorted into carefully displayed collections around front room.
Cannot decide if this is *facepalm* or pretty.
... probably both...
Get computer out, tell internets.
And this is why I don't get anything done.
To be fair, I have also read 10 pages of the theatre book.
*sigh*
*headdesk*
*start again*
I was actually less easily distracted on the train.
If I took the train to college I'd get soooo much more done. But the Dereham train is pretty much decorative now. Doesn't go that far or that usefully.
Started fiddling with blankets, tassels, and fuzzy cushion of lilac softeness I bought the other day.
Decided I needed an Official Thing To Fiddle With and picked up the charm bracelet from the accumulation next to me.
Went through it a few times and got fed up with the irregularity of the thing.
Decided I needed one of my bracelets of many round beads.
Went over to the Shiny Things Drawer, which had turned into the Shiny Things Tangle Of Doom.
Untangled. For about an hour. With detours via putting things on, taking things off, accidentally breaking things etc etc.
Realised 90% of the tangle problem is down to the hair twirl things, which after all are meant to spiral in and hold things together. Take them out of the shiny things box and look for somewhere to put them. Realise there's nowhere flat. Remove things from shelf until there is. Discover the things were an accumulation of last year's birthday, christmas, gift, and photo sharing cards, and put them to join this year's. Wonder where the year before that went, and if you ever got around to putting them in the sealable plastic tubs bought for the purpose. Check. Discover sealable plastic tubs are full of old yet pretty underwear. Wonder why. Decide to put them back and leave them sealed. Wonder at the intricacy of own brain.
Go back to detangling necklaces. Discover other 10% of problem is that one necklace with a heart on that you thought looked very cyber but never get around to wearing even though you've taken it everywhere and tried it on with every outfit since you got it. Find a pouch. Put necklace in pouch. Put pouch in drawer. Feel sense of accomplishment.
Hang up purple necklaces in the window so they're shiny.
Put goth neck things on the very goth tailcoat I need to wear somewhere shiny soon.
Put necklaces I actually wear regularly on the table next to the door where I keep the one I've been wearing all summer.
Put all the bracelets I own on.
Put every broken off shiny piece in the bead box.
Realised buttons, card charms, and actual beads could also live in the bead box, and collected those. Decided the bead necklaces and bracelets I never wear due to texture, color, message, or clunkiness, could also go in there. Realised it had turned into a box for things mum gave me, sighed, added remaining necklace to complete the set. Put lid back on.
Sorted out all the necklaces that are a circle on a string. Hung them up by putting the loops over my TARDIS money box. Rearranged the strings so they're in order, in a vertical line. Realise I have four of them, and four is not a lucky number. Found a circle on a chain and added that. Now there are five.
Now there are earrings. Lots and lots of earrings. Try clipping them to the very pretty plastic sword. Realise that's not going to work cause it's too thick and they won't clip to ears if they get used to that. Ponder. Go get a ribbon. Decide hanging up a black ribbon doesn't match the decor. Go get a rainbow bootlace. Tie it between shelves.
Clip all earrings, in pairs, in sequence from least worn on the right to most worn on the left, onto the rainbow bootlace, with the odd one from the pair that broke and turned into a bag charm hanging in the middle on its own.
I have 12.5 pairs of earrings, or 25 individual shiny things. Approximately three of these get worn with any regularity. And yet I keep buying them.
Realise arms are so densely packed with bracelets they're getting too hot and somewhat constricted. Remove all bracelets. Heap up the beady ones I was looking for on the book. Put the rest back in the shiny things drawer. Realise the shiny things drawer is now very nearly empty as absolutely everything has been sorted into carefully displayed collections around front room.
Cannot decide if this is *facepalm* or pretty.
... probably both...
Get computer out, tell internets.
And this is why I don't get anything done.
To be fair, I have also read 10 pages of the theatre book.
*sigh*
*headdesk*
*start again*
I was actually less easily distracted on the train.
If I took the train to college I'd get soooo much more done. But the Dereham train is pretty much decorative now. Doesn't go that far or that usefully.
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Date: 2008-09-20 04:18 pm (UTC)The dates, venues and times are as follows:
October 8: Waterstone's, Piccadilly, London, 6pm
October 9: Waterstone's, High Street, Birmingham, midday, and Waterstone's, Trafford Centre, Manchester, 6pm
October 10: Borders, Bristol, 12.30pm, and Borders, Cardiff, 5.30pm.
Only copies of the book will be autographed.
The 512-page tome is published by BBC Books on September 25
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Date: 2008-09-20 10:40 pm (UTC):duck & run:
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Date: 2008-09-21 01:09 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-09-20 11:08 pm (UTC)played withsorted shiny things all day? Sounds like my kind of fun.no subject
Date: 2008-09-21 01:10 am (UTC)