another kind of me

thursday, january 15, 1998, 01:44 Productivity can be measured in many ways. It can be measured in how much you wanted to get done but didn't. It can be seen as how much of what you wanted to get done you actually did do. Or you can just look at what you did and forget about that "should have done" stuff. I should have been working in the theatre. But i went out to lunch and never got to the hardware store, and since i didn't get the hole cutter for the costume rack I couldn't very well work on any other part of the project, so I just up and went to work on a web page. Life is so much more fun when you're blinding yourself in front of a computer. So I spent basically from a little after 4pm until just now working on this page. And I didn't even realize it. Last time I knew what the time was, I had called home, and was talking to my mother and she off-handedly remarked about it being 9pm. Argh. What happened to my day? I suppose that driving almost two hours to get about 15 minutes away to get lunch kills most of an afternoon. And a web page can kill the rest. So I had a very productive day. It was just productive in ways that I wasn't expecting. And I do have to get that theatre work done at some point. Unfortunately, it's not something that I'm really, really enjoying, so I can justify to myself leaving and doing other things. But I do know deep in me somewhere that this project has to get done, and I'm sure it will. Just how close to the beginning of classes is the real question. I'm boring myself. This is a bad sign. I'm getting out of here. up one | mail | sun | mon | tue