There are just a few subjects that really burn me up, and the first one is sleep.
Never interrupt someone when they’re sleeping. I don’t know how many times this has happened to me. I’ll get all nice and comfortable. It’ll be the perfect temperature. And sleep will reach out like a lover, caressing my cheek even as she makes my eyes heavy. Right there, I’m right there at the entrance to dreamland when I hear. “Ryan, wake up…you’re driving.” 😆😆😆
I can’t help that my carpool mates like the environment inside the car to align perfectly with the environment I need to fall asleep. 😆
But, on a serious note, I do have something I actually hate. If you watch the blog then you’ll have noticed that none of my regular posts went up today. You might shrug it off as not unusual because it’s Labor Day here in the States, but that’s not the real reason there was no posting going on. In my Daly Stats post yesterday I mentioned that I was way behind on my homework. Well, that finally caught up with me and the panic monster woke up. Now I’ve got this insatiable drive to get all of my homework caught up before I worry about anything else.
This is kind of a good thing. The panic monster is invaluable to those of us who identify as procrastinators, as it help us get our shit done when it gets right down to the line. Unfortunately it waits until it’s practically standing on that line, and doesn’t pay attention to anything anybody else wants to do.
What I hate most about all of it is the declarations and decisions I made prior to the panic monster waking up. I’m here like, “Hey, buddy. I’m supposed to be doing this shit for a newer, better me. Get in line.” And the panic monster simply steamrolls me.
So, what’s the moral of the story? My declarations and decisions still stand. I am going to follow through. I just need to get caught up on my homework first. (Which was one of my goals anyway.) My posts will likely be sporadic over the next couple of days. But I will get it done, and then we’ll get in with the business of making this the best blog ever.
Ryan S. Kinsgrove
(I’m also posting all of this from my phone while I’m at work, so I don’t have my little banner or mailing list link to add.)
Look, out there, along the horizon,
Tis mighty Alduin come to pillage,
Fear not for this seeming threat rising,
Alduin isn’t even a dragon, no threat to our village.
His wings and teeth doth make you a liar,
Scales and fire all these things a dragon make,
Wings and teeth yes, merely makes him a flier,
Four limbs and two wings doth a true dragon take.
A true dragon for Shor’s sake man,
It breaths fire and flies, with scales like steel, that’s all I need to call it a dragon,
But it is a wyvern, more like a caveman,
A dragon he is not, get yer head outta the flagon.
But my friend, Webster doth agree,
A wyvern is a dragon with two legs I doth swear it be.
That’s all that’s going on right now. Sitting in the doctor’s office waiting to be seen. Hooray… Yeah, it’s about the last thing I want to be doing. 😒
I will say, though, this doctor is fantastic. He’s just not very punctual. Sometimes that’s because he’s working with other patients, giving each one the time and attention they deserve. Other times it’s because he hasn’t shown up yet. Like right now.
My appointment was at 9:30. It’s now 12:30… and nobody in the office has been seen yet. Again, I’m not even sure that he’s here.
Okay, they just took the first patient back.
So, something else to whine about… no I don’t really have anything else to whine about right now.
There is a benefit to the long wait. I’ve been working on the edits for Cold Lunch and I’m almost halfway through the book. If I put a bit more effort into it I might actually get to publish it later this month. Or early next month. Something to that effect.
Anywho, not sure what to do about the poetry today. I’ll see if I can come up with something before too long, and I’ll post it either today or tomorrow, based on when I get it ready to post.
So, I didn’t post anything yesterday, and depending on when GMT rolls around I might not have posted anything today too.
Reason why? Yesterday was a full day, worse than any normal work day as it included attending a funeral. It was all very draining and I didn’t have the energy to put into writing a poem or some other post. I actually planned on writing one this morning, before work. But, true to form, I was unable to wake up with my alarm clock.
Se la vie.
The result is a short post written on my lunch break. We should (key word there) be back on a regular posting schedule tomorrow.
I didn’t write a poem last night. Not because I wasn’t motivated though. This goes back to the same reason you got Slacking/not Slacking part 1. I was working on Dobhar-chu last night. Finishing up the edits and submitting it for publication to my friend Danny Kuhn who is the mastermind behind the upcoming Irish anthology.
It’ll be just a few more minutes,
I’m sorry for the wait,
I say that to so many tenants,
It fills me with rage and hate.
I want the other department,
To just pick up,
Make it work at their apartment,
So they can shut up the pup.
Tech support woes,
I do declare,
Try not to stare.
I’m not sure what else to say,
So, I’ll just turn around and say yay.
If the poem seems broken and disjointed with no clear direction as to the imagery and language, that’s because it is. It’s taken over a week to write, each time I’ve sat and stared at it for an hour or more without really being able to move forward with it. So, as a final act of desperation, here it is. I’m not sure if it’s going to be worth having thrown the poem together just to have a post, or if I’ll come to find some worth in the poem in time. I dunno. For now I’ll let you decide.