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Life Or Something Like It

Time keeps on slipping, slipping, slipping

by j. brotherlove

It seems I have never been on good terms with Time. Much like the Mad Hatter, I’ve been accused of murdering time, on occasion. As a result, Time runs too fast on the weekends and saunters along when I’m at work. Lately, I’ve been forced to reconcile with him. Between work, school, relationships, design projects, and “me time”, I feel like I’m about to go mad.

The more I work in the corporate arena, the more I realize this so-called life is meant for someone else. When large corporations are fraught with redundancy, inconsistency and wastefulness, why do they expend so much energy on micro-managing employee “freedoms”? The desire to work form myself (or at least a smaller company) has never been stronger. That is one reason for the renewed interest in school.

I’m only taking two classes this semester which, in hindsight, was a good decision. My history class is kicking my ass. I always hated history. All of those people, places and dates wreck havoc on a feeble memory like mine. My instructor doesn’t make the course any easier. I’m plugging along but I’m not confident I’m learning anything.

Loverboy is trying to be understanding of my new schedule which consists mostly of studying, studying and uh… studying. There’s not much time at the end of the day for cultivating us. My housemates see me even less than before (and that wasn’t much). No man is an island though. I have to do better with my personal relationships.

My business relationships aren’t faring much better. Design projects (including, redesigning this site) have been put on hold as I try to master my scheduling issues. I’ve released a few projects to other talented folks but still have a few in queue in case downtime finds its way to me.

So what about the precious “me” time I relish so deeply? There isn’t much room for that. My Netflix queue is building up, TIVO is overflowing, and my PS2 games are collecting dust. And forget about flirting with the boys — who has time for boys?

After this first history exam I will take a critical look at my schedule in order to balance my work bits and my play bits. Even busy people have to eat (a task I’ve been neglecting) and have fun. Also, it would probably help if I took my vitamins more consistently. I have to focus on the health thing. As they say “If you don’t take care of your body, where will you live?”

As time continues to slip past me, I’ll figure out how to coordinate my schedule and remember to check it. I’m good for entering dates and times into 2PAQ, my PDA, but not as diligent about checking the device. A lot of good that does. I can’t wait to become rich and famous so I can hire people to manage my life for me. I sort of suck at it.

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I say lets hire a pool boy and we can share him for some of those mundane tasks… or whatever… LOL (and before any asks, the rule books does say you have to have a pool to be eligible to have a pool boy!)

I feel you on the time management thing though, I have been struggling with it myself, unfortunatley for me, when things stack up, I become crippled and shutdown leaving me useless even when I do have some free time.

ah…so that’s why you don’t call.

Rich and famous can’t be that far away. Just don’t forget to remember me.

Mike - Since we don’t have a pool, can we hire a Hot Tub Boy, instead? Maybe Malik can send over some of his models for us to um… interview.

Elle - Forget to remember you? Never that. And I haven’t ruled out the lottery.

I’ve never been one for history in school either; I had one of those super-militant dudes who would try and hammer the facts into our heads with a fistpick and an 8-track. I barely made it out with a B.

I hope you find time to carve out time for yourself. Here…you can borrow some of mine. Lord knows since my recent emancipation I’ve got more than enough of it. And when I look back at the last nine months I say “Where has the time gone?”

Welcome to my world.

(Now, off to night class.)

Me and Steph have been doing a lot of talk about time lately. Where is it? It’s like a precious commodity. She’s trying to find time to write this novel, so that she can blow up and keep me in the lifestyle to which I’ve never become accustomed…

And I’m a lot like you, trying to balance the work/school/relationship/me/watching of the Netflix movies/etc.

I think time management is an art, one that, ironically, can only be learned through practice and time.

Take care of you as continue to perfect that art.

time is the one thing we seem to never have enough of, but somehow always seem to waste.

i have plenty of time. what i do with it bogs the mind. but then again maybe i don’t. what with trying to run a company, look for new talent, support new talent, maintain a relationship, help get a little brother into college, re-promote my first novel, complete my second novel and countless other tasks who really has time to breathe.

god, now i’m exhausted. good night.

8. andy

There should always be time from boys.

[As I sit here and fall asleep in the classroom at 11:30am. On a Sunday. Studying for a test.]

9. Kathleen

I was extremely close to having a nervous breakdown about this over the weekend. Someone sent me a picture of an elephant standing on top of a ball and it said “The key to life is balance” If that’s the case then I’ve been locked out of life for some time now.

Trying to survive financially, while trying to better your condition (school) is not an easy task and it seems like everytime I attempt to get things done something happens eg. I needed to study yesterday but ran out of paper and couldn’t print a damn thing that I needed.

I hope that this lifestyle is not perpetual cuz something’s gotta give…and soon. I have faith in you j. you can doooo itttt! Hang in there baby *hugs*