Currently #1 on my mind's daily playlist during otherwise quiet moments of thought...
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Thursday, January 24, 2008
A nicer kind of ticky-box
Idle day-off.
Feel free to cut & paste to yours.
I stole this from Rose.
Here goes.
* * * *
Level 1
() Smoked a cigarette
() Smoked a cigar
() Kissed a member of the same sex
(x) Drank alcohol.
Level 2
(x) Are/been in love
(x) Been dumped
(x) Shoplifted
() Been fired
(x) Been in a fist fight
Level 3
(x) Had a crush on an older person
(x) Skipped school
() Slept with a classmate
() Seen someone/something die
Level 4
(x) Had/have a crush on one of your friends who is now on Facebook
(x) Been to Paris
(x) Been to Spain
(x) Been on a plane
(x) Thrown up from drinking
Level 5
(x) Eaten sushi
() Been snowboarding
() Met someone BECAUSE of Facebook
(x) Been in a mosh pit
Level 6
() Been in an abusive relationship
(x) Taken pain killers
(x) Love/loved someone who you can't have
(x) Laid on your back and watched cloud shapes go by
() Made a snow angel
Level 7
(x) Had a tea party
(x) Flown a kite
(x) Built a sand castle
(x) Gone mudding (offroading)
() Played dress up
Level 8
(x) Jumped into a pile of leaves
(x) Gone sledging
(x) Cheated while playing a game
(x) Been lonely
() Fallen asleep at work/school
Level 9
(x) Watched the sun set
() Felt an earthquake
() Killed a snake
Level 10
(x) Been tickled
(x) Been robbed/vandalized
() Been cheated on
(x) Been misunderstood
Level 11
(x) Won a contest
() Been suspended from school
(x)Had detention
() Been in a car/motorcycle accident
Level 12
() Had/have braces
(x) Eaten a whole pint of ice cream in one night
() Danced in the moonlight
Level 13
(x) Hated the way you look
(x) Witnessed a crime
() Pole danced
(x) Questioned your heart
(x) Been obsessed with post-it-notes
Level 14
(x) Squished barefoot through the mud
(x) Been lost
(x) Been to the opposite side of the world
(x) Swam in the ocean
(x) Felt like you were dying
Level 15
(x) Cried yourself to sleep
(x) Played cops and robbers
() Recently colored with crayons/colored pencils/markers
() Sang karaoke
() Paid for a meal with only coins
Level 16
(x) Done something you told yourself you wouldn't
() Made prank phone calls
(x) Laughed until some kind of beverage came out of your nose
() Kissed in the rain
Level 17
(x) Written a letter to Santa Claus
() Watched the sun set/sun rise with someone you care/cared about
(x) Blown bubbles
(x) Made a bonfire on the beach or anywhere
Level 18
() Crashed a Party
() Have travelled more than 5 days with a car full of people
(x) Gone rollerskating/blading
(x) Had a wish come true
() Slept with a member of the same sex
Level 19
() Worn pearls
(x) Jumped off a bridge
(x) Screamed "penis" or "vagina"
() Swam with dolphins
Level 20
(x) Got your tongue stuck to a pole/freezer/ice cube
() Kissed a fish
() Worn the opposite sex's clothes
(x) Sat on a roof top
Level 21
(x) Screamed at the top of your lungs
() Done/attempted a one-handed cartwheel
() Talked on the phone for more than six hours (in one day)
(x) Recently stayed up for a while talking to someone you care about
Level 22
() Picked and ate an apple right off the tree
(x) Climbed a tree
(x) Had/been in a tree house
(x) Been scared to watch scary movies alone
Level 23
(x) Believed in ghosts
() Have had more than thirty pairs of shoes (not necessarily all at once)
() Gone streaking
() Visited jail
Level 24
(x) Played chicken
() Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on
(x) Been told you're hot by a complete stranger
() Broken a bone
(x) Been easily amused
Level 25
() Caught a fish then ate it later
() Made a porn video
() Caught a Butterfly
(x) Laughed so hard you cried
(x) Cried so hard you laughed
Level 26
() Mooned/flashed someone
(x) Had someone moon/flash you
(x) Cheated on a test
(x) Forgotten someone's name
() French braided someone’s hair
(x) Gone skinny dipping
() Been kicked out of your house
(x) Tried to hurt yourself
Level 27
(x) Rode a roller coaster
(x) Went scuba-diving/snorkelling
(x) Had a cavity
() Black-mailed someone
() Been black mailed
Level 28
(x) Been used
(x) Fell going up the stairs
() Licked a cat
(x) Bitten someone
(x) Licked someone - not in private places
Level 29
() Been shot at/or at gunpoint
() Had sex in the rain
() Flattened someone’s tires
(x) Rode your car/truck until the gas light came on
() Got five dollars or less worth of gas.
Feel free to cut & paste to yours.
I stole this from Rose.
Here goes.
* * * *
Level 1
() Smoked a cigarette
() Smoked a cigar
() Kissed a member of the same sex
(x) Drank alcohol.
Level 2
(x) Are/been in love
(x) Been dumped
(x) Shoplifted
() Been fired
(x) Been in a fist fight
Level 3
(x) Had a crush on an older person
(x) Skipped school
() Slept with a classmate
() Seen someone/something die
Level 4
(x) Had/have a crush on one of your friends who is now on Facebook
(x) Been to Paris
(x) Been to Spain
(x) Been on a plane
(x) Thrown up from drinking
Level 5
(x) Eaten sushi
() Been snowboarding
() Met someone BECAUSE of Facebook
(x) Been in a mosh pit
Level 6
() Been in an abusive relationship
(x) Taken pain killers
(x) Love/loved someone who you can't have
(x) Laid on your back and watched cloud shapes go by
() Made a snow angel
Level 7
(x) Had a tea party
(x) Flown a kite
(x) Built a sand castle
(x) Gone mudding (offroading)
() Played dress up
Level 8
(x) Jumped into a pile of leaves
(x) Gone sledging
(x) Cheated while playing a game
(x) Been lonely
() Fallen asleep at work/school
Level 9
(x) Watched the sun set
() Felt an earthquake
() Killed a snake
Level 10
(x) Been tickled
(x) Been robbed/vandalized
() Been cheated on
(x) Been misunderstood
Level 11
(x) Won a contest
() Been suspended from school
(x)Had detention
() Been in a car/motorcycle accident
Level 12
() Had/have braces
(x) Eaten a whole pint of ice cream in one night
() Danced in the moonlight
Level 13
(x) Hated the way you look
(x) Witnessed a crime
() Pole danced
(x) Questioned your heart
(x) Been obsessed with post-it-notes
Level 14
(x) Squished barefoot through the mud
(x) Been lost
(x) Been to the opposite side of the world
(x) Swam in the ocean
(x) Felt like you were dying
Level 15
(x) Cried yourself to sleep
(x) Played cops and robbers
() Recently colored with crayons/colored pencils/markers
() Sang karaoke
() Paid for a meal with only coins
Level 16
(x) Done something you told yourself you wouldn't
() Made prank phone calls
(x) Laughed until some kind of beverage came out of your nose
() Kissed in the rain
Level 17
(x) Written a letter to Santa Claus
() Watched the sun set/sun rise with someone you care/cared about
(x) Blown bubbles
(x) Made a bonfire on the beach or anywhere
Level 18
() Crashed a Party
() Have travelled more than 5 days with a car full of people
(x) Gone rollerskating/blading
(x) Had a wish come true
() Slept with a member of the same sex
Level 19
() Worn pearls
(x) Jumped off a bridge
(x) Screamed "penis" or "vagina"
() Swam with dolphins
Level 20
(x) Got your tongue stuck to a pole/freezer/ice cube
() Kissed a fish
() Worn the opposite sex's clothes
(x) Sat on a roof top
Level 21
(x) Screamed at the top of your lungs
() Done/attempted a one-handed cartwheel
() Talked on the phone for more than six hours (in one day)
(x) Recently stayed up for a while talking to someone you care about
Level 22
() Picked and ate an apple right off the tree
(x) Climbed a tree
(x) Had/been in a tree house
(x) Been scared to watch scary movies alone
Level 23
(x) Believed in ghosts
() Have had more than thirty pairs of shoes (not necessarily all at once)
() Gone streaking
() Visited jail
Level 24
(x) Played chicken
() Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on
(x) Been told you're hot by a complete stranger
() Broken a bone
(x) Been easily amused
Level 25
() Caught a fish then ate it later
() Made a porn video
() Caught a Butterfly
(x) Laughed so hard you cried
(x) Cried so hard you laughed
Level 26
() Mooned/flashed someone
(x) Had someone moon/flash you
(x) Cheated on a test
(x) Forgotten someone's name
() French braided someone’s hair
(x) Gone skinny dipping
() Been kicked out of your house
(x) Tried to hurt yourself
Level 27
(x) Rode a roller coaster
(x) Went scuba-diving/snorkelling
(x) Had a cavity
() Black-mailed someone
() Been black mailed
Level 28
(x) Been used
(x) Fell going up the stairs
() Licked a cat
(x) Bitten someone
(x) Licked someone - not in private places
Level 29
() Been shot at/or at gunpoint
() Had sex in the rain
() Flattened someone’s tires
(x) Rode your car/truck until the gas light came on
() Got five dollars or less worth of gas.
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Highly commendable?
I couldn't make it to London today for the protest march and join some 22,000 colleagues marching on Westminster. However I support my colleagues 100% in getting the government to honour the independent pay award we are due. That's the 2.5% award we should have had in October, when it was due, 12 months after the previous pay award. Not the resulting 1.9% after three months drawn-out negotiation by the government.
I couldn't make it because I wouldn't have been able to get back for an award ceremony this evening which I had been invited to attend by the divisional command team. Unfortunately this had been planned months back, before the pay dispute flared up, but hey-ho.
Tonight I received a Divisional Commander's Commendation Certificate in relation to a serious assault last year, that I responded to with a team of officers. Suffice as to say enquiries resulted in arrests and justice was served.
A comment from a colleague stuck in my head from tonight
"The amount of times the job screws you over y'know, it's nice to get something back."
True.
I've had Newsnight on the TV in the background and they just did the paper-review of the first editions.
"20,000 police officers protesting on the streets" screamed the headline of the Daily Express "where are they when you need them?"
Everywhere.
I couldn't make it because I wouldn't have been able to get back for an award ceremony this evening which I had been invited to attend by the divisional command team. Unfortunately this had been planned months back, before the pay dispute flared up, but hey-ho.
Tonight I received a Divisional Commander's Commendation Certificate in relation to a serious assault last year, that I responded to with a team of officers. Suffice as to say enquiries resulted in arrests and justice was served.
A comment from a colleague stuck in my head from tonight
"The amount of times the job screws you over y'know, it's nice to get something back."
True.
I've had Newsnight on the TV in the background and they just did the paper-review of the first editions.
"20,000 police officers protesting on the streets" screamed the headline of the Daily Express "where are they when you need them?"
Everywhere.
Thursday, January 03, 2008
Two-thousand-zero-eight
Party over?
Oops!
Out of time.
[The other night I partied] like it was two-thousand-and-eight.
(With thanks to Prince)
Christmas was...
Different.
It comes with the territory that as an emergency service worker, chances are you're going to be working whist others are out having fun, sleeping, eating etc...
I worked Christmas Eve and Christmas Day nights for my sins, coming off-shift into Boxing Day morning.
Christmas Eve was ridiculously busy. Very little goodwill on the streets to men or women really. Fights going off all over the place and a colleague accidentally gave me a facefull of CS-spray during a scuffle.
Lovely stuff.
Christmas Day night was thankfully very quiet indeed and most of us disregarded the mounds of paperwork, patrolling and chilled out for a change. We all brought in food to nibble and had a bit of an impromptu buffet in the station. I'd slept most of the day before that, I was home alone and to be honest if I hadn't have watched the Doctor Who christmas special I wouldn't have noticed it was Christmas at all! So to have some sort of festivity later on was nice and heart-warming.
Boxing day, early hours, I drove up to the parents in East Yorkshire. Presented myself about 09:00hrs, chatted over a cup of tea for about a half-hour before collapsing into bed. Woke up around 16:00 and helped the family get snacks & drinks together for the 'clan' get-together at our place a few hours later. After much chat, food, drinks, Jenga and board games I once again collapsed into bed.
27th - Relaxed. Did very little. Perfect.
28th - Mother & I hit the sales. Bought very little really apart from a new colour printer, and even that was from a Tesco Extra!
29th - I hung out with friends back Yorkshire-way who I hadn't seen for ages. All good fun, good company.
30th - Unfortunately it was back to work. Drat.
New Year's Eve, as luck would have it, I was on earlies. This meant that even with extended workign hours this allowed me to finish at 18:00 and still have time to drive down to see girlfriend and celebrate with her. Along with her lad we went round to some friends of hers for chat, drinks and board games for the evening. A good night was had by all. I was awoken at around 01:30 by the girlfriend as I'd fallen asleep on the hosts' sofa. They did however cut me some slack when it was pointed out that I'd been up since 05:00 the previous morning.
New Year's Day - Back to work at 15:00, however still plenty of time to sleep off the hangover and drive up back to work.
How did you celebrate yours?
Oops!
Out of time.
[The other night I partied] like it was two-thousand-and-eight.
(With thanks to Prince)
Christmas was...
Different.
It comes with the territory that as an emergency service worker, chances are you're going to be working whist others are out having fun, sleeping, eating etc...
I worked Christmas Eve and Christmas Day nights for my sins, coming off-shift into Boxing Day morning.
Christmas Eve was ridiculously busy. Very little goodwill on the streets to men or women really. Fights going off all over the place and a colleague accidentally gave me a facefull of CS-spray during a scuffle.
Lovely stuff.
Christmas Day night was thankfully very quiet indeed and most of us disregarded the mounds of paperwork, patrolling and chilled out for a change. We all brought in food to nibble and had a bit of an impromptu buffet in the station. I'd slept most of the day before that, I was home alone and to be honest if I hadn't have watched the Doctor Who christmas special I wouldn't have noticed it was Christmas at all! So to have some sort of festivity later on was nice and heart-warming.
Boxing day, early hours, I drove up to the parents in East Yorkshire. Presented myself about 09:00hrs, chatted over a cup of tea for about a half-hour before collapsing into bed. Woke up around 16:00 and helped the family get snacks & drinks together for the 'clan' get-together at our place a few hours later. After much chat, food, drinks, Jenga and board games I once again collapsed into bed.
27th - Relaxed. Did very little. Perfect.
28th - Mother & I hit the sales. Bought very little really apart from a new colour printer, and even that was from a Tesco Extra!
29th - I hung out with friends back Yorkshire-way who I hadn't seen for ages. All good fun, good company.
30th - Unfortunately it was back to work. Drat.
New Year's Eve, as luck would have it, I was on earlies. This meant that even with extended workign hours this allowed me to finish at 18:00 and still have time to drive down to see girlfriend and celebrate with her. Along with her lad we went round to some friends of hers for chat, drinks and board games for the evening. A good night was had by all. I was awoken at around 01:30 by the girlfriend as I'd fallen asleep on the hosts' sofa. They did however cut me some slack when it was pointed out that I'd been up since 05:00 the previous morning.
New Year's Day - Back to work at 15:00, however still plenty of time to sleep off the hangover and drive up back to work.
How did you celebrate yours?
Sunday, December 30, 2007
Women!
A plea...
Not content with the fact that ¾ of high-street fashion retailers cater to your tastes, why do you ladies insist on clogging up the aisles in every single men’s department?
I know plenty of lads are useless shoppers but not all of us are.
Some of us guys wish to peruse the men’s departments in shops without having to continually squeeze past ladies discussing if said garment would be just right for the man in their life.
I mean we leave you alone in women’s shops don’t we?
Granted, I must admit that whenever girlfriend saunters into a ladies fashion shop I usually declare it a perfect opportunity for me to go down the road to HMV…
The other thing that’s annoying me at the moment?
People who don’t turn their Satnav’s on to ‘night mode’ at night.
Personally I prefer not to drive with what appears to be a torch shining in my face the whole journey.
Why?
Not content with the fact that ¾ of high-street fashion retailers cater to your tastes, why do you ladies insist on clogging up the aisles in every single men’s department?
I know plenty of lads are useless shoppers but not all of us are.
Some of us guys wish to peruse the men’s departments in shops without having to continually squeeze past ladies discussing if said garment would be just right for the man in their life.
I mean we leave you alone in women’s shops don’t we?
Granted, I must admit that whenever girlfriend saunters into a ladies fashion shop I usually declare it a perfect opportunity for me to go down the road to HMV…
The other thing that’s annoying me at the moment?
People who don’t turn their Satnav’s on to ‘night mode’ at night.
Personally I prefer not to drive with what appears to be a torch shining in my face the whole journey.
Why?
Monday, December 24, 2007
Silent night?
Everyone else is rushing around. Relatives are expecting them. They've got to get that final gift. There's not enough food.
I'm sat here, remarkably still, or so it seems.
The only place I have to be is at work tonight.
I'll come back from work tomorrow and crawl into bed, just as festivities are reaching their peak on Christmas morning.
I think I'll wake up later that afternoon, get some food and settle down to watch the Dr Who Christmas Special before getting ready for work.
Just me.
Because Christmas night I'm out again.
If not having some sort of celebration and silliness within the station itself, out in a patrol car in the freezing fog, with the heating on full blast.
There's no point me driving up for a few snatched hours with the family on Christmas Day; I'd just be tired out and would have to leave again as soon as I'd arrived. Celebrations for me are going to be postponed until Boxing Day. Rumour is that some of us may be able to sneak off early tonight or tomorrow night depending on who wants what. Here's hoping.
I write this not to get the sympathy vote, just to point out that some of us will be doing this Christmas very differently.
I'm sorry that this blog isn't as 'exciting' as it once was', but I've been gagged.
I would talk more of...
Attending crown court
Sorting out multi-vehicle pile-ups
Searching for missing persons
Guiding-in search and rescue helicopters
Pulling 16-hour shifts
Smashing windows
Running after people on foot
Labouring to get my learning portfolio up to date
...But I really, really can't. That's the tip, and I'm living the iceberg.
Wishing you all a very merry Christmas and all the best for 2008.
Especially those other Emergency Service workers who'll help pick up the pieces over the next few days.
I'm sat here, remarkably still, or so it seems.
The only place I have to be is at work tonight.
I'll come back from work tomorrow and crawl into bed, just as festivities are reaching their peak on Christmas morning.
I think I'll wake up later that afternoon, get some food and settle down to watch the Dr Who Christmas Special before getting ready for work.
Just me.
Because Christmas night I'm out again.
If not having some sort of celebration and silliness within the station itself, out in a patrol car in the freezing fog, with the heating on full blast.
There's no point me driving up for a few snatched hours with the family on Christmas Day; I'd just be tired out and would have to leave again as soon as I'd arrived. Celebrations for me are going to be postponed until Boxing Day. Rumour is that some of us may be able to sneak off early tonight or tomorrow night depending on who wants what. Here's hoping.
I write this not to get the sympathy vote, just to point out that some of us will be doing this Christmas very differently.
I'm sorry that this blog isn't as 'exciting' as it once was', but I've been gagged.
I would talk more of...
Attending crown court
Sorting out multi-vehicle pile-ups
Searching for missing persons
Guiding-in search and rescue helicopters
Pulling 16-hour shifts
Smashing windows
Running after people on foot
Labouring to get my learning portfolio up to date
...But I really, really can't. That's the tip, and I'm living the iceberg.
Wishing you all a very merry Christmas and all the best for 2008.
Especially those other Emergency Service workers who'll help pick up the pieces over the next few days.
Thursday, December 13, 2007
Percentage points
A work-related post, this one. Oh dear. Shoot me.
There’s been plenty of debate these last few days regarding the latest police pay award. Many members of the public are voicing that the police are getting paid enough anyway and do not deserve a 2.5% let alone a 1.9% increase. Fair enough, I don’t think MP’s are worth consistently above-inflation pay rises either. We're all entitled to our views.
But a lot of people seem to be missing the point in this debate.
The issue that officers are so pissed about is not the award of 2.5% or 1.9% as such. It’s the fact that our pay award was due in October. The Home Office decided to drag out the pay negotiations until December, and then decided in its generosity not to back-date the pay-award to when it was due in October. Hence the 2.5% recommended by an independent pay tribunal, and initially agreed upon by the Home Officer, becomes 1.9%. Three months working for less that you were due. Any employee would be annoyed at that.
It’s the Home Office saying one thing, and doing something completely different.
I bet Jacqui Smith’s official Christmas letter, sent out to all police stations, will be on many a station dartboard.
As to whether we should strike, or have the right to? That’s a different debate entirely…
There’s been plenty of debate these last few days regarding the latest police pay award. Many members of the public are voicing that the police are getting paid enough anyway and do not deserve a 2.5% let alone a 1.9% increase. Fair enough, I don’t think MP’s are worth consistently above-inflation pay rises either. We're all entitled to our views.
But a lot of people seem to be missing the point in this debate.
The issue that officers are so pissed about is not the award of 2.5% or 1.9% as such. It’s the fact that our pay award was due in October. The Home Office decided to drag out the pay negotiations until December, and then decided in its generosity not to back-date the pay-award to when it was due in October. Hence the 2.5% recommended by an independent pay tribunal, and initially agreed upon by the Home Officer, becomes 1.9%. Three months working for less that you were due. Any employee would be annoyed at that.
It’s the Home Office saying one thing, and doing something completely different.
I bet Jacqui Smith’s official Christmas letter, sent out to all police stations, will be on many a station dartboard.
As to whether we should strike, or have the right to? That’s a different debate entirely…
Monday, December 03, 2007
Rhythm, disrupted
The blog, in case you hadn't have guessed, has been left in limbo for a good few weeks now.
Since being 'discovered' by some bastard at work, who saw it fit not to talk to me first and advise, but to mention it to senior managers at work, I've not exactly been the most eager blogger on the block.
I've changed my blog address, deleted some key posts.
Hopefully that'll get people off my back.
If you are someone from work who's reading this though and still have a problem with anything. For god's sake come to me first. Otherwise, politely now, sod off.
In the meanwhile, dear friends & readers, you've not missed much really.
Work has been insanely busy, and that's all I can say now.
It'll take time to get back into the rhythm on here.
Just give me time.
Since being 'discovered' by some bastard at work, who saw it fit not to talk to me first and advise, but to mention it to senior managers at work, I've not exactly been the most eager blogger on the block.
I've changed my blog address, deleted some key posts.
Hopefully that'll get people off my back.
If you are someone from work who's reading this though and still have a problem with anything. For god's sake come to me first. Otherwise, politely now, sod off.
In the meanwhile, dear friends & readers, you've not missed much really.
Work has been insanely busy, and that's all I can say now.
It'll take time to get back into the rhythm on here.
Just give me time.
Saturday, November 10, 2007
Work
Turns out the powers that be are aware of this blog.
Change of direction will be permanent then.
Though I have ceased and desisted talking about work (on good advice from an unexpected source). I still wish to voice inane chatter occasionally about the other ridiculous things that inhabit my life from time to time. Hence a changed address, and a strict focus on the inane things that inhabit my life out of work.
If someone from work was really determined to track me down again, I doubt it would be a challenge.
Change of direction will be permanent then.
Though I have ceased and desisted talking about work (on good advice from an unexpected source). I still wish to voice inane chatter occasionally about the other ridiculous things that inhabit my life from time to time. Hence a changed address, and a strict focus on the inane things that inhabit my life out of work.
If someone from work was really determined to track me down again, I doubt it would be a challenge.
Tuesday, November 06, 2007
Only forward
Something strange is happening to me.
I've got some motivation again.
Coping with work is one thing, but returning home to the lure of a comfy sofa, idly browsing Facebook or submitting to a multitude of other distractions, means that more often than not the spare time evaporates and next thing I know it's time to crawl into bed.
Fed up with this seemingly endless blurred sprawl of spare time with little or no achievement, I've resolved to start running again, and more importantly to get my work-related study back up to speed.
Funny thing is, like a lot of things it's the getting started that's the hard thing. Once you get the ball rolling, approaching the repetitive task you previously dreaded can seem like a breeze. Hell, I spent long enough trying to get things moving, on a whole number of fronts.
Though I've repeatedly burnt myself out since I changed careers, and I probably needed that idle spare time after all. But now that I'm coping well with work (so I believe) I have little excuse to procrastinate further over neglected duties of body and mind.
I've got some motivation again.
Coping with work is one thing, but returning home to the lure of a comfy sofa, idly browsing Facebook or submitting to a multitude of other distractions, means that more often than not the spare time evaporates and next thing I know it's time to crawl into bed.
Fed up with this seemingly endless blurred sprawl of spare time with little or no achievement, I've resolved to start running again, and more importantly to get my work-related study back up to speed.
Funny thing is, like a lot of things it's the getting started that's the hard thing. Once you get the ball rolling, approaching the repetitive task you previously dreaded can seem like a breeze. Hell, I spent long enough trying to get things moving, on a whole number of fronts.
Though I've repeatedly burnt myself out since I changed careers, and I probably needed that idle spare time after all. But now that I'm coping well with work (so I believe) I have little excuse to procrastinate further over neglected duties of body and mind.
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