Contemporary comedies

오후 1:41

Full disclosure: I feel extremely frustrated and bored-sleepy at the moment.

Last night, I thought today was going to be easy-breezy: just the episode, the manual, and an essay. But I woke up with restlessness that resulted to minutes on Youtube, and then hours on the puzzle.

This damn puzzle.

Honestly, I do enjoy it, but I think the main problem is that I have been pressuring myself to finish it as soon as possible—which meant today, this morning before I proceed with the episode. It was difficult to switch tasks, to stop working on the puzzle when it seems so close (yet so so so so so so far). Ugh. I just want it DONE. But it’s also a lot easier to work on when I just try to enjoy the process. This is the last leg too: it should be the most fun part.

But. Why. Am. I. So. Stressed.

I don’t know if I’m just self-sabotaging or making excuses not to work on the episode which is again due in a couple of hours.

The episode is…. at least to my frustrated self, easy. That is, once I start working on it, it’ll be done in a jiffy. So, Gyuri, why don’t you just get on with it then???

See now I want to nap. I want to take a freakin’ nap.

I just want to finish the thing.

Just do the thing, Gyuri.

Just do it.

Please.

AAhhhhh

So sleepy.

오후 8:06

All right: episode posted!

Most other night routines are done. We just need to update plans and then proceed to no-screen time.

Inbox zero, I’ll do tomorrow.

Actually kinda don’t want to work on the puzzle tomorrow. Hahaha. Maybe Sunday. My eyes got tired enough today. I need to spend more time writing and reading, too.

Won’t do marketing-promos-pub today. Maybe next week, when I’ve evaluated my digital minimalism journey so far.

I’ll update how tonight goes maybe later as I go through my deep work session. For now, I’ll fix things up and ready for the night’s work proper. Maybe stretch a bit, too. Kind of want to read more as well, so… we’ll see.

Journal entry, 4 September 2020


Comedy is reading your old journal entries and wanting to say to your past self: “Damn, you need to chill out.” And then realizing that it wasn’t even that long ago.

So two more kinds of comedies:

  1. What is time? Months? Don’t get them, really. Even when I thought I did.
  2. I don’t talk to myself like that anymore–well, okay, I don’t really talk to myself that much anymore. I didn’t even notice until now as I type this. So what I mean was: that was hilarious to read. Who wrote that? Hahaha.