Laziness Receding

Well this is weird. This evening I wrote a page of notes. I don't do that.

I've always been a spectacularly lazy person. I can motivate myself to be productive in bursts - say for a few days before exams - but I fall at the first hurdle when it comes to more long-term, persistent work. So, in the past, I've just done my reading, and written my essays, and nothing more - which is pretty much the minimum. OK, so I'm being slightly disingenuous - I tend to do a lot of reading, plenty more than I might otherwise have to, and it works well for me because I have a pretty decent memory, but, in the end, it's a passive activity. You don't have to make a real effort, other than a certain degree of response to what you're reading, and that comes pretty naturally if you like your subject.

But for the past week or so I've been feeling oddly, well, motivated. I've started thinking about how to prepare for exams that don't start for nearly 3 months, planning out how to approach my next essay, and now ... notes. Weirdness.

In other news, new Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds record tomorrow! Well, it was today, but I didn't have a chance to go into town. I'll be scheduling a solid break from the aforementioned productivity to purchase and absorb it tomorrow. Critics appear to be falling over themselves to praise it, so I'm holding out high hopes.

Ouch

Well that was one hell of a week. The aforementioned formatting deleted an essay I thought I'd already sent in, causing much melodrama and chaos. Even when that was sorted my normally tranquil life seems to have been overtaken with an unfeasible array of things I have to do. And now I'm absolutely bloody knackered. Here's to next week.