I am a habitual procrastinator.
In, school, I always waited until the last moment to do
homework; I've been known to furiously pack for a trip right up to the point
where we're heading out the door, and I've been sitting on a quarterly
performance self-eval at work for a couple months now. My theory is that
if I can put it off long enough, we'll be into that next quarter, and it'll
reset the time clock, right?
Anyway, this behavior isn't just reserved for the boring stuff.
It has seeped into my fun times as well, and that's not something I intended.
Therefore, I shall throat punch procrastination until it blacks out and lies
twitching on the floor. I'm not really talking about buckling down, taking
control of my life, or anything serious as all that. Pfft! I'm talking about
the backlog of video games that I've accumulated since I was
introduced to my brother's Apple IIGS at age three.
Mac games, PC games, Nintendo and Playstation games throughout
numerous console generations, etc... I gotta get a handle on this shit. And the
more years that pass by, the more Steam sales that occur, and the unplayed game list
grows ever on and on.
Therefore, I'm intending on running headlong into this wall of games and will be figuring out this blog shit as I go. Perhaps something humorous will be uttered, or perhaps you'll be bored out of your skull... Hard to know how this'll go. Vanna hasn't turned over enough letters yet. Point is, Imma play so many games.
Therefore, I'm intending on running headlong into this wall of games and will be figuring out this blog shit as I go. Perhaps something humorous will be uttered, or perhaps you'll be bored out of your skull... Hard to know how this'll go. Vanna hasn't turned over enough letters yet. Point is, Imma play so many games.
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