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Since he's become a regular reader, and since he's the coolest guy to ever fix my computer, a shout out to Pero, who rocks more than anything that has ever rocked before.
Better?
Ps. I take it all back. Pero sucks. posted by All at 8:00:00 p.m.
Tuesday, June 15, 2004
I think I've lost my ability to focus. I know they call this Attention Deficit Disorder these days, but I'm not sure if that's the way to put it. I can concentrate on things and give them attention... but not my full attention apparently.
Recently, I was having a conversation with someone at a pub. It was a fairly personal conversation, something other than just shooting the shit over a pint. But... there was a big screen tv on in the background. And every so often my eyes would drift over there. Don't get me wrong; I was paying attention. I knew exactly what was being said. But at the same time, I knew exactly what was playing on this tv. I have the feeling that if we had been sitting in a completely dark room during this conversation, I would have been analysing the different air movements or random background noises or seeing how well my eyes could adjust to the dark.
Yesterday, I was trying to finish off a drawing. There's only really simple bits left to this, basically colouring things in and drawing straight lines. I'm inking, if you will. It should take me in the range of an hour to finish this thing off, mainly because I have to go slow. I was more or less working on this thing from about 4pm on. And I got maybe 10 minutes worth of work done because I couldn't focus. I checked my email about 80 times; I made dinner; I stopped to watch dismissed; I downloaded a program for ripping cds, then ripped a cd, then uploaded it to someone's server; I called my mom to ask her about the freezer truck; I played with my new shoes, and tried them on with various outfits; I did a mask; I put my hair up (and forgot it that way when I went to sleep... I look pretty funny this morning); I chatted on MSN; I started going through my old backup cds, and found this picture of Servos, which I had to share with the world, because it's cute, and he really did send me Taiwanese porn; I found a package of photoshop filters online that I need to buy (yeah, like you never bought anything useless in your life); I hooked up, then unhooked my scanner; I finished Oscar and Lucinda (that was some depressing shit right there), and then started Gulliver's Travels; I checked my bank statement online; I briefly considered going out to buy some pot; and then finally went to sleep at around midnight.
That's 8 hours right there. 8 fricking hours.
ps. I have some more gmail invites. Anyone?
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Update: I just talked to my mom and she says I never had the ability to focus. Then she said: "If you did, you wouldn't have lost your wallet like an idiot."
