colored perceptions
Jun. 3rd, 2002 12:03 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mamajoanI finally finished reading Darwin's Radio and if I had known how the last third of it would go, maybe I wouldn't have read it right now ... I dunno. Nah, I would have anyway. It was interesting stuff, but what IS it with sci-fi lately (or at least, the sci-fi I've been reading lately) and inconclusive endings? I was really enjoying Doomsday Book until I got to the last page ... and it didn't end. I mean, it stopped, obviously, but it didn't conclude. It sort of just stopped in the middle of the climactic scene, for goodness' sake! I hate that. And Darwin's Radio did something very similar. You don't find out What Happens(tm). It's very annoying. If it were a movie I'd say "oh lame, they're leaving it open for the sequel," but with books they rarely do that kind of thing. So it's weird, and (did I mention?) annoying.
Because of The Thing, I'm trying to eat better. With limited success so far; but I did pick up an assortment of veggies and have vowed to increase my veggie consumption and decrease, insofar as possible, my consumption of starches. Like pasta, which makes up really a ridiculously large percentage of my diet. I love pasta, and it's not necessarily all bad for you, but I definitely eat too much of it. I'm debating whether to try to cut down on sugar and caffeine as well; that might not really be feasible. Of course, perversely, as soon as I decide to improve my eating habits, and buy a bunch of veggies to make this happen, I start craving everything fatty and starchy in the fridge. I did finish off the ice cream, just so that it would be gone. Actually, there's a lot of junk food in the apartment that I should either finish eating, give away, or throw out. So it won't be there to tempt me. Sigh.
Also because of The Thing, I feel a deep urge to clean my apartment; but have trouble getting motivated to start. Which is always my problem with cleaning; the entire task (i.e. the totality of the messiness of the apartment) just seems so big and unwieldy that I can't even figure out how to tackle it. But I did manage last night to get a little bit in. The trick is to decide it's bedtime -- my subconscious has any number of techniques that it uses to keep me from getting to bed at a reasonable hour. In this case, it was stopping me en route to brushing my teeth and saying, "Before I brush my teeth, let's put away all these random groceries and put the bags away and collect the recycling paper into a bag. Ooh, and let's scrub the toilet." I managed to stop it before it had me scrubbing the sink too. But at least I put away some of the clutter so you can actually see the kitchen floor.
The next step of course will be to clean out my car. It's unbelievably cluttered too, mostly because when I left the old job I just tossed everything from my cubicle into the car and haven't bothered to take it out yet. I really need to start taking advantage of all the basement storage space I have. Maybe that's a project for this week. I say maybe. ;)
Because of The Thing, I'm trying to eat better. With limited success so far; but I did pick up an assortment of veggies and have vowed to increase my veggie consumption and decrease, insofar as possible, my consumption of starches. Like pasta, which makes up really a ridiculously large percentage of my diet. I love pasta, and it's not necessarily all bad for you, but I definitely eat too much of it. I'm debating whether to try to cut down on sugar and caffeine as well; that might not really be feasible. Of course, perversely, as soon as I decide to improve my eating habits, and buy a bunch of veggies to make this happen, I start craving everything fatty and starchy in the fridge. I did finish off the ice cream, just so that it would be gone. Actually, there's a lot of junk food in the apartment that I should either finish eating, give away, or throw out. So it won't be there to tempt me. Sigh.
Also because of The Thing, I feel a deep urge to clean my apartment; but have trouble getting motivated to start. Which is always my problem with cleaning; the entire task (i.e. the totality of the messiness of the apartment) just seems so big and unwieldy that I can't even figure out how to tackle it. But I did manage last night to get a little bit in. The trick is to decide it's bedtime -- my subconscious has any number of techniques that it uses to keep me from getting to bed at a reasonable hour. In this case, it was stopping me en route to brushing my teeth and saying, "Before I brush my teeth, let's put away all these random groceries and put the bags away and collect the recycling paper into a bag. Ooh, and let's scrub the toilet." I managed to stop it before it had me scrubbing the sink too. But at least I put away some of the clutter so you can actually see the kitchen floor.
The next step of course will be to clean out my car. It's unbelievably cluttered too, mostly because when I left the old job I just tossed everything from my cubicle into the car and haven't bothered to take it out yet. I really need to start taking advantage of all the basement storage space I have. Maybe that's a project for this week. I say maybe. ;)
