so how bad is a schedule, really? i guess you really like them or really hate them. me? i like them. but it’s not for these “control freak” reasons everyone tries to paste on me, it’s because i’m a logical fellow. why do i like schedules? thanks for asking!

there are only 24 hours in a day. i sleep for 8 of them (i need my beauty rest; don’t say anything, dammit). i work for 8 of them. now, i’m no award-winning mathematician, but using my rudimentary math skills leads me to believe that this only leaves us with 8 hours to do the rest of our stuff with! ok, subtract an hour to get ready and drive to work in the morning..... 20 minutes to get home... carry the 2, divide by zero..... so we’re actually looking at about 6 1/2 hours to fuck around with, if i did the math right (including rounding error).

so? what do we do with it? well, if we don’t have a schedule, you don’t really do anything. because you came home, picked your nose for a half hour, got a snack, picked your butt for a half hour, went to the bathroom (because for some reason your butt seems to have been awakened... wonder why?), read yahoo horrorscopes for a while, sat around doing nothing, asking what’s for dinner... (“what do you want to do?” “i don’t know, what do you want to do?”) and then this cycle begins to repeat, and before you know it, you’ve accomplished nothing memorable and it’s time to take a shower.

if you do have a schedule? you know that you have to get to the gym, so you plan for it; you know that you have to go and pay some bills and take money out of the bank, so you think of the most sensible time to do it (“if i leave straight from work, i’m only driving 5 miles instead of 10, and it will be like saving an extra 15 minutes”); you know you want to go get a tan, and have an idea of how long it will take, so you plan a nice space to do it that interferes least and fits nicely (if i go before the gym, it’s on the way and then i won’t be all sweaty and can drive less!”); now, in the same 6 1/2 hours, you’ve gone to the bank, paid your bills, got a tan, gone to the gym, had dinner, showered, and probably still have time to relax. Why? because you took all that wasted time from between everything and lumped it together to create larger blocks of time to do stuff with, thus providing the opportunity to accomplish more.

it’s not hard, it’s not rocket science, but it does require some level of dedication and follow-through, and some self-training (which is where the dedication and follow-through comes in). it can be done, i swear.

this is a sample schedule for me; not everything is on it, but a lot is. and i have to look at it every hour or so, just to make sure, but hey -- i can get done in a day what takes others a week to get done.

another reason i do it? probably the most important one? i’m lazy. yes, i know it seems counterintuitive, but it’s true. doing this gives me the most time to savor doing nothing. i have larger blocks of time to chance the possibility of being bored. and truthfully, after 3 1/2 years of college – a lot of it at time and a half while working and trying to maintain a relationship – having time to be bored is a great thing, so i try to cherish it whenever possible. i like to be able to sleep in on saturday, knowing i’ve accomplished most of what needs to get done during the week, so i can afford the time of nothingness.

only hole in that theory is that sometimes, i find things to occupy myself, like this blog. and the dang online galleries i haven’t yet finished (dammmit!). i don’t need to do it, of course, but i like to; it’s fun, and i like to be able to explain certain little excerpts about myself without being interrupted. and i also enjoy trying to make others laugh with a slightly funny spin on things. so now i do this, too. but i have the time to, right? so who cares?



and because i feel like it’s overdue
windows sucks.
there, i said it (and so have others). I feel better now.

peace out.