No more couch naps

I laid awake in bed for an hour last night. I couldn’t fall back asleep after I first fell asleep on the couch. What can you do?

I stayed in for all of the day. It’s rainy and cold, and I’m still recovering from my surgery. 

I played into the breach for most of the evening.  I need to stop playing that game. I do think it was designed with me in mind, though. I am it’s target audience. 

I really need to get back to work on my linguistic project, though. I was easier to work on that when I was procrastinating. I just need something more pressing to come into scope so it will push me back to work on it.

Virtual Flea Market

I grew up going to flea markets on the weekends and thrift stores on the weekdays. Not every day or every week, but enough to get me addicted to examining at other people’s lives through the stuff they decided they no longer needed. As an adult, I don’t really go to these destinations, and I don’t need to because I have enough unnecessary crap, but I still miss that activity. Recently, I’ve been randomly dropping in on CraigsList’s “all for sale” link, which shows the most recent posts of uncategorized items. It’s kinda like visiting a flea market, except there’s less walking, and connecting with fellow people, and the tactile feel of picking up an item. And it’s missing other things too, but at least it’s something.