So I’ve got things to do and some of that involves heavy procrastination, of which I should stop doing as there are more important things than heavy procrastination. However, I will not stop as I’m on a mission of sorts.

I’m on a mission… of heavy procrastination.

Though on a more serious note I think I’m just tired. I finished two reviews yesterday and sure, one of them just needed editing and re-writing so it took a bit less time than the second one, but it still meant I was active for a fair bit longer than I’d normally be and as such took a bit more time to get to sleep than usual. Well, that and procrastination, but that’s neither here nor there.

There are few clouds in the sky and there is some nice music playing. It is music I’ve not listened to before and it’s not exactly the most amazing thing ever, but it is nice enough. It’s pleasant and it’s pleasing and it has a nice, relaxed feel to it which is probably what I need at this particular juncture in time.

Sure, what I really need to do is stop being lazy and get on with getting on. However, that’s not happening right now so I’m just gonna continue on with the crapping on about things and hope for the best. Sometimes it turns out alright and sometimes it doesn’t, but at least I can say that it certainly is something that I do, so therefore it is something that I do and… yeah.

Where am I going with this? What am I saying? Is there any substance to this writing? Should I rethink what I am doing here? Should I rethink many of the things that I do? I’m not sure, but I know that what I am sure about is the fact that I am currently writing, though when this is read I will no longer be writing this bit of writing and I cannot guarantee that I will be writing something else. There is every possibility that there will be no writing and so it could be inferred that my statement, or at least my phrasing is suggestive of a lack of truth.

Of course it depends a lot on how you look at it, for obviously the intent is clear but the way I’ve written the sentence allows a lot of room for misinterpretation, so therefore I’m opening myself to a world of criticism I do not want to have to deal with, but now I will and that lies on me. Such is life, I suppose.

So anyway I think that I need to rethink that sentence. I need to spend more time thinking about how it comes across and I need to think about how I go about making it airtight. Of course I won’t, but I need to at some point and so I am choosing to claim that I will, despite my inevitable forgetting of the claim.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:41:09

Nothing particularly interesting. Just waffling.

Written at home.