I am silly when it comes to turning on lights that are already on, but I’m sure all of us have been there. Do you ever get that? You walk into a room, turn on the light, do something or other and then leave, leaving the light on by accident (you energy wasting minx, you). Sometime later, you return to do something and hit the light switch in a habit, turning it off! I’m so easily annoyed when I do that. It mostly happens when I’ve had a shower, leave the bathroom to get something, get caught up in something, then return to brush my teeth. Arghhh.
It might well be a little bit insane, but I have the insane ability to become insanely happy about someone else’s success and happiness.
Just now I was watching a couple of bands reinvent themselves in a project called Band In A Barn, similar to one I was in last year (be sure, it’s not in English but it’s awesome, you’ll have to take my word for it). I was not in this particular project, of course, because I’m not a musician. But the thing is, it’s all about reinventing your creativity, whether this is music, writing, painting, or any other form used to express oneself. Having been through that last year, remembering how damn amazing it felt, I can only smile broadly at the sight of these bands, rocking out.
So, cleaning up is not my thing at all. Today (well, less than an hour ago) I attempted to go through one of the stacks of junk that is laying on my desk (assorted paper), hoping to be able to at least demi it.
But my stack of assorted paper has it’s ways with me and as usual, guiding me to find whatever is in them very interesting and thus making me put my assorted papers, onto another stack of assorted paper. I didn’t solve any problems, I just moved them. Among my stack: Codeine Velvet Club art prints (well photo cards really), my free google adwords coupon, my voting pass for the upcoming vote (the one true sign that I am an adult, in body, at least), some assorti insurance and allowance papers and a pencil drawing of some dude.
Nothing has disappeared from one or other stack except for the drawing of some guy who is now stuck to my wall with some gummy poster sticking stuff.
In the office, wearing a pink scarf and wondering why the heck I am on so many social media sites that need updating? Also, why am I on Tumblr? Or better yet, why do I enjoy being on these things? It sure as hell isn’t for other people because no one actually gives a shit, except maybe work, though, cause it is sort of my area of expertise, minus the swearing words of course.
Now, back to updating Facebook and Twitter and e-mailing.
Watching the Olympics in the reflection on this Mac screen, whilst Twitter is letting me know that a countryman is skating. The Netherlands is in a noisy uproar, we do turn into such patriots when there is skating on.
Working on your day off. Do you ever take your work home? I think everyone does actually, but imagine this. You work in the social media sector, where you have to manage social networks. But hey, you LIKE social media. So you get home. You turn on your computer. You open your browser. BAM! Social networks. So you update your Twitter, Facebook, LinkedIn…You wait… for someone to reply. There isn’t a reply. Oh well, you think, why not update the ones for work. And WHAM! You’re working. Social media doesn’t stop. It’s a 24/7 job. - F