Thanks to the divine powers of Skype, i must have quite topped myself there a bit - i talked to the laptop for 20 minutes. I sat there, chatting with the laptop as words sprung out from the IM session with mr tan. Now, mr tan has no mic, so a phone conversation with him was futile, for he could hear me, but i could hear him not. So, i was speaking to nothing, well strictly speaking, i was speaking to him, but he couldn't reply back, except by typing (IM).
It began to look a bit silly when you realise that you are responding to text coming off the screen.. so i reckon i'm moving myself up the waiting list to see the head doctor.
I know i'm losing control of my work, my neck-high work. I know i'm losing control. I know it. Does that help? Knowing that you are out of control? Is it better than self-denial? Is acknowledgement that the situation is dire helps? I'm rambling. Not a good sign. Not a good one.
It began to look a bit silly when you realise that you are responding to text coming off the screen.. so i reckon i'm moving myself up the waiting list to see the head doctor.
I know i'm losing control of my work, my neck-high work. I know i'm losing control. I know it. Does that help? Knowing that you are out of control? Is it better than self-denial? Is acknowledgement that the situation is dire helps? I'm rambling. Not a good sign. Not a good one.
posted by Monty Elm at 3:28 am
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I know fully well how it feels to be out of control. Is it the backlog of work that's bugging you? Or the reading up? Work's got to be done, but for reading up ... learnt in my med posting, that it's futile to try to read up things that already have been done. You'll just fall back more and more, unless you MAKE yourself sit down and really do some good, hard work. So maybe just go ahead with whatever's coming up, prepare for it, and maybe you'll feel less lost? Oh .. the horrible Skype conversation. =D
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