Like my DVD burner now, which bums me no end because I need to transfer my hard disk contents. Like diet pills. Like trying to update three blogs everyday. Like forcing yourself to write about things you don’t give an ass about.
I recently got a web content writing gig and despite the fact that I felt that it pays too low for the amount of work I had to put in, I tried it anyway because, well, it’s extra work. I don’t really need the extra work, but I could use the extra cash. There is a promise of increase in pay proportionate to level of performance but so far I’ve been using up every grace credit, and I can imagine the administrators’ good humor, for sending late assignments and cancelling others. I’m giving myself a chance to try to make this work, though. I still think I just need to find the right flow. Besides, this sort of already taught me to appreciate hard-earned money more and sometimes having to do research on a wide range of topics is a good brain exercise. We’ll see how far I can stretch myself for this.