It's a good day to drink it straight from the bottle.
Maple Syrup, that is. Not alcohol.
On friday I was meant to start work on a small sub-site, spurred by events that had taken place in the afternoon. It required a little coding, some data-entry, nothing big really.
I kept putting it off, though, and now it˙s two days later and still nothing is done. This scares me, because I really like making websites - and if my procrastination habit is so bad that I˙m convincing myself not to do something I love, then things are really pretty bad.
My sleep pattern has also been completely thrown off again and I˙m back on an English schedule(as I type this it˙s half past midnight where I am, but early morning in Britannia). The irony, of course, is that in the UK I usually sleep through the day and work through the night so if I were back home, I˙d be asleep now.
Jim recently said that he distrusts people who are ˙their best˙ at night. He thinks that people who don˙t sleep normally don˙t want to confront their subconscious. Eh, it˙s probably likely as far as my crazy brain is concerned.
Man, I really wish my posts here were more coherent. I˙d take a writing class, but, y˙know... organised education and all that.
I hope the sub-site is done by the next time I post, because I really want you guys to see on the screen what I can see in my head.