I am Jennifer.

In keeping with my promise I made to Lattie on Friday, I did something fun for me this weekend... I counted and photographed my bouncy ball collection.

I have 393 and a half.

Tomorrow, I shall make Jello! :^)

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posted by Jennifer at 4/12/2008 09:10:00 PM | 1 comments

There's clothes in the wash, but I don't feel like folding them. WarCraft's on in the background of this screen, but I don't feel like playing it. I need to change the bedsheets, but I don't have the heart to make Kitty move. I should probably be getting an early start on my taxes, but I still don't have all my 1099 forms.

I want to save the world, but I can't even try.

If I could try, would I succeed?

If I could try, would I?

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posted by Jennifer at 2/03/2008 07:17:00 PM | 0 comments

And now that I've got time in my schedule to work on a project I've been wanting to get to for a week now...

... a cleaning mood strikes.

To clean or not to clean? Constructive procrastination is so very tempting.

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posted by Jennifer at 4/17/2007 12:40:00 PM | 4 comments

I've been procrastinating at a website about procrastination.

*sigh*

But, it is very interesting to learn there is a formula for it called the Discounted Expectancy Theory:
Desire to Complete Task (U) = Expectation of Success (E) x Value of Completion (V) / Immediacy of Task (I) x Personal Sensitivity to Delay (D)

U=ExV/IxD

Who knew?

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posted by Jennifer at 1/16/2007 12:47:00 PM | 3 comments

I'm having a rough week. Thank you guys for your pleasantries. I do appreciate it.

Bear with me, and I might be able to make a semi-intelligible post.

As one who has never experienced the trauma of unintended sleeplessness until recently, I'm not enjoying it. Even when I've been surrounded by total chaos, pain, and sadness, I've still been able to lay my exhausted body down to sleep for hours on end.

But since Sunday night, I've been having trouble. Granted, I drank too much coffee on Sunday, but still, I just couldn't sleep. Monday wasn't much better. Today, I woke up at 5:30 a.m.

Granted, too, I've been upset. Words crawl under my skin, lay eggs, and they're hatching now into sadness. Hopefully, I can terminate them before they reach maturity and proliferate.

I should be working. I should be making/ordering Christmas presents. I should be raking and bagging leaves. I should be doing something constructive. I should be sleeping. And all I'm doing is sitting here talking about it.

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posted by Jennifer at 11/08/2006 02:03:00 PM | 2 comments

This is what happens when I run out of work to do. This is what happens. ::shakes head with disappointment::

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posted by Jennifer at 10/09/2006 04:15:00 PM | 2 comments

I've had a very productive week so far. And now I'm worn out. Tuckered. Caput.

And I have more to do still.

So, I'm turning to my old friend, procrastination. I'm sure you've met before. You're probably good friends with him as well. Or perhaps archenemies.

My hormones are kicking me in the can today.

I had a passing thought the other day about the nature of marketing. I thought I should write a post about it. And then, the thought passed. And I can't recall it. This happens to me a lot.

I had a thought that stuck with me yesterday about the lack of anonymity on my weblog. I've decided not to be concerned about it. I realized when I made this little weblog that it was like walking into a big room full of other people talking and seeing who felt like listening and saying hello. Since I'm not a big mingler, I figured that some of my friends would find me and say hi. It's the people who know me who don't consider me a friend that I am concerned about. But, alas, I knew I'd be speaking my mind in a big room full of other people, so I need to move on with my life.

I'm not going to be childish and make my posts private like a MySpace blog.

I am, however, going to be childish in other ways. Like playing on swingsets and jungle gyms. And sliding down plastic twisty slides and chasing Darrell around trying to zap him with a static discharge. That kind of childish is fun.

My right wrist has been hurting lately. It makes it difficult to use the trackball.

My dreams have been very vivid lately. However, I won't bore you with any of them.

There's someone I've been thinking of calling. But I feel strange about it. I still hold onto some hope that things will pass and clear.

I should get back to work now.

Or, I could go check the mail and dilly-dally a bit more...

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posted by Jennifer at 9/28/2006 12:05:00 PM | 4 comments

Tonight, I thought of buffing my fingernails after dinner. I decided instead to make a weblog entry. Though, I don't have anything of real interest to say. I've gotten so out of the habit of posting that I figure I should make myself say something.

Something.

There.

All I can do is think about shiny, buffed fingernails... so I think I'm going to go buff my nails anyway. :^)

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posted by Jennifer at 9/06/2006 09:21:00 PM | 1 comments

I've been neglecting my beautiful little weblog. This is due to a combination of factors:

1. I've been working a lot lately. And my working lately has involved typing. Lots of typing. Though, I have encountered a few perks from this:

a.	My typing's getting much faster.
b.	I know way more than the average person should ever know about periodontal procedures, surgical risks and benefits, dental terms, the management of a periodontist's office, etc.
c.	Since most of what I've been typing has been an office form or something that's laid out in an outline format, I'm becoming proficient in Microsoft Word.
d.	Since most of what I've been typing has been laid out in outline format, I've been organizing my thoughts in outline format. I just laid this out in outline format. Dear god, kill me now.

2. I haven't been feelin' it. I just don't have much to say right now. No offense to whoever might be reading this, but if we were having dinner or talking on the phone right now, there would probably be a profusion of awkward silences, unless you wanted to run the conversation, because I've just been out of anything to talk about.

So, there you have it. I'll post again one of these days once I feel inspired. Until then, I won't waste your time.

Hope the summertime's treating you well!

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posted by Jennifer at 7/31/2006 08:33:00 AM | 2 comments

I'm procrastinating.

I need to be:
--- working on indexing with InDesign
--- digging outside to lay crossties
--- taking a shower and/or bath
--- laying out in the sun (requires prior shower and/or bath)
--- cleaning out the litter box
--- scanning photos for a personal project (possibly coming soon)
--- registering my car for TN plates

Okay. Now. Let's see how much of it I actually get done. I'll update later. If anyone would like to place bets, feel free...

***UPDATE***

I actually was a bit constructive, after all.

I can mark the following off my list:
--- digging outside to lay crossties
--- cleaning out the litter box

And instead of doing the other things, I:
--- sorted through a box of stuff
--- updated my web page (and kind of broke it)

Ah, well. That's still better than just sitting on my ass all day.

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posted by Jennifer at 6/13/2006 08:29:00 AM | 3 comments

I've been quiet here.

It's all a little overwhelming these days. The move, the work hunting, the trip-planning, and my father-in-law is having surgery tomorrow. It's a lot to think about.

Sitting would be nice. Just sitting. Sitting with an afghan and a warm, snuggly cat... staring at the wall or reading a book with some nice, relaxing 40s music playing. That would be mighty nice.

I'm pooped.

Today, I'll probably finish the book I'm reading. It's Cat Seeing Double. My mother loaned it to me along with Cat Fear No Evil. She figured I'd like them, because they have talking cats. I'm not really enjoying them, though... but I feel compelled to read them, since she let me borrow them.

Since the move, I've also read The Twelfth Card. It was a crime thriller, and it gave me nightmares. My favorite of the books I've read since the move is On A Pale Horse. It's really more my speed.

So, there you have it. I've had my nose poked in a book for the month of February. Hopefully, I'll actually start working at some point this month. I'm getting stir-crazy.

I need to make something pretty, dammit.

Speaking of pretty, here's my pretty boys:

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posted by Jennifer at 2/28/2006 10:57:00 AM | 0 comments

The deadline's tomorrow morning, and I finally got the files done today and emailed off just now. Woo-hoo! ::happy dance:: Now, I just have to wait for changes to come in. Excellent. Life is good.

Note to self: The next time you have a project to do, and you want to leave room for procrastination, don't eat a big breakfast. Then, you'll be too full to eat anything, and you won't have an excuse to go rummage in the kitchen. Kitchen rummaging is an excellent way to procrastinate.

So, yes, I filled up on breakfast. I kept getting up and going into the kitchen to waste time making food, and kept realizing that I was already full. Then, I'd have to turn right back around and sit my happy ass down at the computer and keep working. Gah! So, yes, next time a deadline is looming, I'm sticking with chips and cookies. And chocolate. Mmm... chocolate.

Is it dinner time yet?

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posted by Jennifer at 12/04/2005 03:28:00 PM | 3 comments

If you find yourself alone in a moving elevator, try walking in circles. Or, if inspiration hits you, do a little dance. It's fun.

I got nothin.' Really. Nothing. I've been so burned out with work stuff lately that I don't feel much like socializing or doing anything constructive. Last night, I got started on a new pleather wallet, though. It is going to be spiffy nice, if I can convince my sewing machine to like it. It keeps binding up when I have to put the shiny side of the pleather toward the presser foot.

This weekend, I'm helping Kristine out at her Feeling Ducky booth at the Bell Buckle craft fair. It should be fun. Next weekend, I'm making a pilgrimage to my home town, lovely Chattanooga, to (hopefully) see all the pretty leaves and (possibly) go camping. And the weekend after that, I'm having a surgical procedure done, so I get to take that Friday and Monday off. So, there's a lot to look forward to. I have an action-packed month still ahead.

Why am I not excited?

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posted by Jennifer at 10/11/2005 03:42:00 PM | 2 comments

I've almost fully recovered from the hell of last week. I dropped off two major projects to the printer Friday evening, and one Monday evening. Now, I just have to play catch-up with everything I've been putting off. It's like cake compared to last week. And I do like cake.

Mmmm... cake...

::wipes drool off keyboard::

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posted by Jennifer at 8/23/2005 09:20:00 PM | 0 comments

I'm still plodding onward, one step at a time. I guess that's the only way to get somewhere. Well, that or teleportation. But that's neither here nor there.

Things are still crazed and hectic, but it will slow down in the next couple weeks. I have a horrible time with procrastinating once I get home, because I've been working all day, and I don't feel like working anymore.

In other random news:
--- I posted pictures of Conan the Pug and my potato drawing here: www.flickr.com/photos/jenniferwk
--- I have always suspected this could be true, but now I know for sure. Women can have twins from two different fathers, like cats and dogs have litters from different fathers. It's called Heteropaternal Superfecundation.
--- Richard Buckner makes me smile.

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posted by Jennifer at 8/18/2005 07:51:00 PM | 4 comments

I've gone and done it again. I've ended up with more work than I can possibly handle. Between my 9 to 5 and my freelance goodies, there is no way humanly possible that I can get all of it done (aside from giving up sleep for two or three days straight). I'll just muddle through it, I suppose.

On the bright side, it gives me a fine reason to procrastinate.

I'm still feeling blegh, and I'm not sure why. I use a lot of "I"s when I write lately, and I'm thinking that's probably because I'm focusing on myself a little too much. Time to take a step out of the Jennifer Bubble.

Maybe that will make me feel better. Or maybe food would help. Or a stiff drink. (Unfortunately, we're pretty much out of food, but we do - ironically - have plenty of liquor.)

Labels: procrastination, whining

posted by Jennifer at 8/14/2005 07:51:00 AM | 2 comments

I moved to a new office this morning. It was rather spur of the moment, but it worked out well. It's nice to be in a smaller office. I feel unsettled now, though, because I don't have time to really get situated. Time to jump back to work and get crackin' on my deadlines. Moving is really traumatic for someone mildly obsessive-compulsive about organization, especially when someone else moves your stuff. (They got my playbills out of order. How dare they?!)

Otherwise, I'm feeling... well... blegh. It's a combination of the moving and some other stuff. When the weekend gets here, I'll feel better. Maybe I'll even let myself have a drink or two for being so dilligent this week.

::nose back to the grindstone::

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posted by Jennifer at 8/10/2005 02:23:00 PM | 0 comments

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