Memoirs of the Putz Child

My room is never cleaner...

2009-11-30T15:39:00.000-08:00

One thing I have noticed about myself is that there is really only one thing I hate, and that is homework.

I hate doing homework so much that I will even resort to cleaning my room if it means that I can put off my homework another 30 or 40 minutes.

Here's a list of things I did today when I SHOULD have been writing a paper for my organizational behavior class.

1: I did 4 loads of laundry.
2: I played around with a Hex-editor to cheat away a video game.
3: I Vacuumed my bedroom AND the living room.
4: I got the navigation system in my phone working (and that's AFTER spending 3 hours unlocking it).
5: I got my TV projector working the way I want it to (best 60 bucks I ever spent at Costco).
6: Watched 4 episodes of Arrested Development on said projector.
7: Went to class and actually paid attention rather than work on the paper.
8: Let's not forget, I wrote this blog post instead of doing the stupid project.

Oh, and that doesn't even count the fact that I said I'd start working on it after lunch, and to thwart that attempt I skipped lunch. Now I've told myself I'll start after dinner and somehow my appetite has vanished.

Anyway, the point is that if there is time between now and a project deadline, I will fill that time with anything I can find that doesn't involve actually doing homework.

The strange thing here, is that I do not have this same habit in everything I do. At work, I have my list of projects to be done, and will get them all done really quick. Once they are all done THEN I find myself doing my less-than-productive activities. It's only homework that causes this strange procrastination.

I'd be worried about this horrible tendency I have to not do homework, except that I only have 9 more days of class before the end of the semester. And since I will be graduating after that, it's kind of too late to fix my motivational flaw, and on that note, Buster is about to lose his hand to a loose seal with the taste for mammal blood, so I must return to Arrested Development.

Too Much Information!

2009-11-28T19:16:00.000-08:00

Don't expect to get any good info out of me, what I'd really like to talk about right now is the people who blog and give WAY too much information.

I'm not talking about the people who use their blogs as a personal journal. I support that.

I'm not talking about the people who use their blogs for political or economical propaganda. I support that (and will probably use my blog for such purposes in the future sometime).

What I'm talking about is people who blog about things that we just plain don't want to read about, don't want to know about, and don't even want to think about.

If you're still lost, I'll try to give you some non-specific examples to get you thinking about some of the more inappropriate things you made have read in the immediate past.

1: Posting pictures that leave the reader thinking "what the heck am I looking at?" (unless of course, this is what you are going for, in which case, make sure the reader is aware that you are trying to shock and confuse). *Edited for content; I swore in my quotation and my mother didn't like it.

2: Using ANY weird texting-type spellings, emoticons, or other useless garbage that teenagers have us convinced is normal and accepted. Seriously though, just think about how much time and energy you are honestly saving by typing "TKS" instead of "thanks" or "u" instead of "you." I would contend that expending the extra .000001 calories to type an additional 2 or 3 letters not only will help you to shave your love handles, but I also strongly believe that you protect 2 or 3 brain cells each time you take those extra few moments... and if you're anything like me, you don't have that many cells left and can't afford to throw any down the toilet for something that is only going to annoy anyone who ever visits your blog.

3: Trying to convince me that something you have done is smart, when it is, in reality, stupid. I'd love to give some examples of this, but don't think I could without risking offending anyone, and since my mother reads this blog (and because I myself do not want to be guilty of blogging "too much information") I'll simply leave this point to your imagination.

Now that I've given you a clue as to what I'm talking about, I'm going to put in a shameless plug for seriouslysoblessed.blogspot.com. This page takes a satirical approach to what I'm talking about here. So if you want some fabulous examples of "too much information" without looking at your own blog and realizing how horrible it possibly is to those of us poor unfortunate souls who have nothing better to do on a weekend than sit around reading your terrible excuses for reality, you should head over and learn from the master every single thing that you can do wrong with your blog.

As I leave you tonight, I hope you aren't so offended that you realize that you are writing too much information in your blogs... otherwise you might possibly mend your ways and I will be bored next Saturday.

Conformity

2008-01-29T12:03:00.000-08:00

Everyone in my family seems to be obsessed with this "blogging" phenomenon. Beginning with two of my sister-in-laws, I figured that this epidemic was simply a "girl thing" and that I'd be able to avoid it. Then one day, something happened... I discovered Brownknows.blogspot.com, my brother Brian's blog (if you've not been over to check it out, and aren't one of those weird cultist people who hate laughing, then I would recommend you go right now and read what he has to say... it is just plain... well... Brian).

Well, as with everything in our family, once one of the boys picks up on something, the others are sure to follow. Whether Kevin started his blog before or after Brian I do not know, neither is it relevant; the point is that they both blog, and I'm sure if Scott weren't so busy playing World of Warcraft, that he'd get on board also. That being said, I'm going to try this thing out for a while, and see if I can't make some sense out of my own life. At the very least, maybe I can make fun of someone else's instead.

I have nothing to jot down at the moment. I'd write about myself, my accomplishments, etc. but anyone who is reading this either (a) already knows me and my accomplishments (or serious lack thereof) or (b) doesn't really care who I am, they just want something to read. Honestly, I just wanted to write SOMETHING in order to get started, and leave the creativity to come later. Now that I have a vehicle for posting, I plan to use it whenever I have an apostrophe ("I think you mean an epiphany"...), or whenever lightning strikes my brain (I've heard it hurts, but Brian could tell you better than I could, seeing as he's actually been struck by lightning before).

That's all for now.