A Requiem for $random(crap);
The Other Time Bandits
I whore my attention out to any enterprise no matter how dull its flash or shallow its mapping to what I consider my core interests. I have considered this at excruciating and ironically protracted length, and hypothesized enough ways that I suck to fill, like, a big thing where you’d all, like, fill it with stuff about how you suck. Not much hyperbole, actually.
I’ve decided to try something else: work. I’m lost thumbing through this huge box of crazy interesting stuff called the internet. Truly lost, as in, I spend time I should spend elsewise, on producing a few things rather than consuming several. So I’m taking back the time and attention I’ve spread more thinly than a Bruckheimer “plot.” I’m going to, as Gail Armstrong said, “focus on endeavours of more delayed satisfaction, more careful crafting, more in line with where true passions lie.”
This amounts to an attempted budget. First: removing as many points of access from the work computer. Second: restricting any chance to cave to the impulse to “just look” at my screen at home. Third: make quick’n'dirty lists of things I want to do, and then do them; this hopefully removes the time sink of “developing” a system of doing stuff, i.e., trying any and every 2.0 flash-in-the-pants around. I have to strip habits and build new ones.
Oddly, this plan includes spending a little more time writing here. The stuff will be short, pointed, and occasionally, worth reading. Whatever can be done on a shoestring (time) budget.
And now, I tarry no longer.
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