Bright and Stormy

Its storming a bit outside, no rain that I can see yet, but the thunder and lightening is absolutely spectacular. Also, the sun is kind of out still in part of the sky and the combination has me reeling. 

I'm feeling particularly inspired, albeit for anything it appears except work. Over and over again I tell myself that if I can just get through this set of a hundred laws, then I can move on with my night to more pleasurable things like taking long walks, watching my favorite show, or journaling. Well, it appears I am not much good at this sort of reinforcement since I am happily typing away here instead of the spreadsheet I really need to get done for my well paying job. 

I've started writing in my other blog too, the one to use for my OBOD course notes and other such bits in relation to the study I am undertaking. In all honesty, I'll probably keep that blog up, though I have my doubts about this one. I've been tied to pen and paper journaling for a long time, although recently that has failed in the upkeep. I can't believe I am saying this but, the sheer concerted effort I need to put into physically writing things down is a bit much for everyday use. 

I suppose what it all really boils down to is this: I would enjoy having a bit more recorded of my daily life, the things that have concerned or amused me, and the easy reference of it all. An added benefit is that backspaces exist here, whereas it does not with a pen and paper. The biggest drawbacks are: the discontinuity between my paper journals and this, and the fact that I don't exactly have this set to private. That may change someday. It might not. I wonder if I will whine less about my diet and exercise here. 

After waiting for weeks, I finally got all of my ducks in a row for making a bit of pot roast. I used the recipe from Serious Eats given to me by my good friend in New Hampshire. It was a bit bland truth be told, and far more fatty than I would have liked despite trimming off over a pound of marbling. Thank goodness for my grandma's mojo seasoning or I would have struggled to finish my serving.

It is almost time to see about contacting my good friend downstairs, Leena, for our daily walks. However, I've just cracked open a cold one and am ready to finish this posting, do my last 50 laws for work after all, and then maybe watch more Lost Girl. Despite some of it's low budget failings, this show has to seriously be one of my favorites. Love seeing that Bi representation tossed in so casually. 

Slán a chara