In the summertime.

Its really annoying to have ones vacation stopped dead in its tracks by a week of the body just plain old not functioning properly. I really wouldn't have minded if it was the old fashioned "oh well, hungover and post-toking kind of non-functioning, but this time i expended some effort to actually avoid that. So now only one week left to feel as if something sensible was done over the course of these four weeks.

Granted, flown a bit in the E50P, and i've played the piano, and i've listened to some good music, but still, i was supposed to have gotten more done than this.


In other news, its pretty darned horrible to try to do something when you pretty much automatically assume that you will indeed fail because of your own idiocy. Great experience, that.....
No it isn't. And yes it does indeed become a messy form of self-conditioned helplessness.