Of course I am. I'm cutting back on a drug known as mafia, after having already gone cold turkey on comics. With games already dealt with, for the most part, there's an awful lot I'm not doing right now, so that of course means there's plenty of time which I should be using productively.
For a start, I'm blogging right now, which isn't exactly productive per se, but is a nice thing to do all the same. I'm thinking that I'll view my emails after a solid week or two of having neglected that duty. That'd be the responsible thing to do.
I could also spend this time writing or drawing, but I feel like if I tried, it would be forcing it. Plus, that would require moving to my room, whereas right now, I'm at my desktop with a scared little dog on my lap.
...See, right now, we're in the middle of a thunderstorm. It was so violent that it woke me up because the house was shaking tremendously. I got back to sleep, but it still wasn't fully gone when I woke back up. All the same, our poor toy fox terrier doesn't exactly like the thunder, for obvious reasons, and what he hates even more is being alone, so I took pity on him and invited him up.
And...dang it...he's just so...so...comfortable. So I don't have the heart to disturb him.
Meaning, at least until someone else comes home (I'm by myself right now), I'm kinda stuck here.
So, I'll need to get creative.
For a start, I'm blogging right now, which isn't exactly productive per se, but is a nice thing to do all the same. I'm thinking that I'll view my emails after a solid week or two of having neglected that duty. That'd be the responsible thing to do.
I could also spend this time writing or drawing, but I feel like if I tried, it would be forcing it. Plus, that would require moving to my room, whereas right now, I'm at my desktop with a scared little dog on my lap.
...See, right now, we're in the middle of a thunderstorm. It was so violent that it woke me up because the house was shaking tremendously. I got back to sleep, but it still wasn't fully gone when I woke back up. All the same, our poor toy fox terrier doesn't exactly like the thunder, for obvious reasons, and what he hates even more is being alone, so I took pity on him and invited him up.
And...dang it...he's just so...so...comfortable. So I don't have the heart to disturb him.
Meaning, at least until someone else comes home (I'm by myself right now), I'm kinda stuck here.
So, I'll need to get creative.
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