So, Sho learns to art and graphics tablet. Hah.

Well this was yesterday's derpiness



And this is today's. My obsession with eyes continues.



Maybe tomorrow I'll try hands or something.

Since last weekend when I was out cycling, and especially since Friday, which was the 25th and this a triple-whammy of Geek Pride Day (anniversary of the release of Star Wars), Towel Day (H2G2) and the Glorious 25th of May (Discworld), I’ve been listening to the City Watch-themed Discworld audiobooks. I started with Nightwatch, naturally, on the Friday and finished it last night. God, I love these books! If I could only choose one author whose works I could read from that point on, it would honestly be Terry Pratchett. Sorry Tolkien!

Every time I finish reading or listening to one I want to run and scream at everyone I see that these books are awesome and everyone should read them right now (probably starting with Guards! Guards! Or Wyrd Sisters). And Vimes is absolutely my favourite character. Granny is just always awesome and pretty static, which I suspect lead to the development of Tiffany Aching whose story-arc is probably a little like watching Esme Weatherwax grow up and become the formidable witch she is at the current point in the timeline. Death hasn’t changed much since Mort (we just saw a lot more of him in Reaper Man) and Susan has mostly changed in occupation. Rincewind, while popular is also static in that his reaction to things is pretty much the same, he’s just become more and more nervy.…but Vimes’ development from a drunken captain of the Night Watch, to His Grace, His Excellency, The Duke of Ankh, Commander Sir Samuel Vimes and the development of the Watch (and of Ankh-Morpork) along with him makes it all the more interesting. It is hilarious watching Vetinari basically troll Vimes by promoting him further and further up the social ladder, much to Vimes’ horror. The progression of the City Watch and Vimes’ family is also one of the more concrete indicators of the flow of time in the books, though thanks to the Monks of Time, it’s always a rather fuzzy concept.

Anyway, so I finished Nightwatch and read a few things on TV Tropes, careful to avoid spoilers for Snuff, which I’ve been keeping in reserve. I’ve been doing that with most of the previous novels, actually. I buy them almost the second they’re available, but they sort of sit on my bedside table for a few months, like a sort of promise of guaranteed awesomeness. Like, no matter how bad my entertainment situation is, I always have that to read. Well, last night I broke, and decided that I needed more Vimes-awesomeness and got through 35 pages before I looked at the time and decided that sleep was important, despite all the laughing I had been doing. Ahhh, I love these books so very much! XD

I booked some of my holidays today – a super-long weekend at the beginning of June, plus the first week of October (for Alton Towers). I think I have also worked out the dates for the rest of my annual leave, but I’ll wait until tomorrow to book that, I want to check some things at home first: the 25th-31st July (to visit Per, I’m thinking), the 27th-31st August (a week down south with Mum, nicely includes her birthday), a couple of long weekends in November/December, then the 20th-31st December, plus the 1st-4th January next year. I think I deserve those full weeks off more than Lady Skiver! Mind you, that’s if I’m still working at this place then…

On the subject of acne, I got a bunch of face stuff from Boots yesterday and have used some of it today. Looks like it’s going to be like swimming against the tide though, as I can now feel another cystic-type spot coming up on my chin, as usual. Will it ever bloody end??

Graphics tablets - how the hell do you use these things? I can't even draw a bloody circle!

It appears my complete downer on Monday was almost certainly 70% due to hormones – I still felt like the lowest form of life when I got home, but Shark Week officially began that evening and I began to feel a little better, though not fantastic. The underlying re

Tuesday wasn’t much better, though my mood had improved. No, Tuesday’s little gift from nature was a nasty case of cramps – not something I generally suffer from, so goodness only knows why I was afflicted this time. Despite taking a paracetamol, they lasted all morning and only really faded away in the late afternoon.

I had another disc of the Ricky Gervais Show and the first disc of Utawarerumono from Love Film to watch – the former for while I was eating my dinner, the latter watched while coming and drying my hair, because of the subtitles. There is definitely no way I will try to get Mum to watch the Ricky Gervais Show with me, not with some of those jokes! I couldn’t look her in the face afterwards…

Mum seemed to be doing OK down south, staying with Auntie Doreen for the first few days, then with Nana after that. She had a few mornings where Nana ended up banging on the bedroom door with no memory of who Mum was, but Mum pulled out some old photographs on her phone and managed to get Nana to calm down. Then I got a call from her on Wednesday evening, saying that she had been involved in an accident in her car: some absolute tit of a young male had tried to beat a red light at a cross-road junction where Mum was waiting to turn right and scraped right down the left-hand side of the car. FFS! She needed me to get all the insurance details for her and it looked like it could be cleared up easily, since the young wally was at fault. But no, Mum told me the next day that his insurance company were saying that she needed to prove that he had run the red light and was at fault – wouldn’t you know it, that junction has no cameras at all – and that the rules of the road say that because Mum was sitting there indicating to turn right, she must have been moving at the time. I don’t know how these rules can somehow devine the events like that, but that’s just typical. Plus, the police officer who turned up after Mum called them only asked Mum her age - not her date of birth but her age – and nothing else, taking the idiot into the car as he’s mouthing off about how it’s sooooo lucky his kid wasn’t in the car, blah blah blah, clearly trying to say that Mum was at fault.

Why, oh why, can nothing just go right for once? Not only the car being damaged (but thankfully not Mum, even though the airbags didn’t go off because the car was stationary) but the wazzock’s insurance company being difficult. It’s just one thing after another.

On Wednesday or Thursday I got around to doing a bit of recording, getting through chapter 1 of Innocent by Momoneymoboolits, but once I had finished tinkering with it the next evening I wasn’t too happy with the way I had read it – the ‘character voices’ were OK and I was reasonably pleased with my tinkering for Space’s voice, but the rest of it was very flat. I didn’t have the energy to re-do it though. I also re-recorded Daisy, the prologue to The Punishment by ConquerorWurm. I’m a little more pleased with this effort, though I haven’t finished editing it yet. I don’t quite know how to post it to see if anyone else thinks it’s an improvement though – this time I used the Tumblr version of the fic, which is slightly different to the Fanfiction.net version. The author commented on that when I reposted my first attempt, so I guess s/he (?) would prefer that version. I don’t want to see like I’m digging for (ha!) fame off the author’s efforts though. Hm. Well, I’ll decide once I’ve finished cleaning it up as best I can.

Hopefully, we’ll get the script for the second chapter of Blue Sky soon – it seems that our Wheatley has been too busy with uni work to get the rest of his re-records done but will be off home very soon. I wonder how long it will take the sound folks to editing the voices, get the ‘sound’ as similar as possible, add music and sound effects and so on. The second chapter looks like it will be hell for me – after the first scene with Chell and Aaron, there’s a huge section of just description. I keep reading it over, trying to work out how to approach some of the text – I still look back on chapter 1 and see lines I could read better >_< I really hope I don’t need to re-record any more of that one.

I spent a very pleasant Friday evening watching movies on someone’s LiveStream – they made a post with their LiveStream link, promising ‘nice and calm movies’, and we ended up watching The Wind in the Willows, Arietty and The Secret Garden, followed by watching K do some storyboards for the Blue Sky project he’s working on with a selection of other fanartists, before I had to haul myself off to bed at 3am. It was lovely to be able to just watch stuff and chatter with people – I just don’t do it with the guys and it’s not the same watching things with Mum. I wish I could explain to these people (without sounding creepy or weird) just how much it means to me to be able to talk with like-minded people like that.

I couldn’t believe they were still up and at it at 9am (or 4 am their time at the latest) when I got back on my computer – by that point they were watching the first episode Garrow’s Law, a series about an 18th century trailblazer of a barrister, and I ended up with my interest piqued by it as I was trying to get myself sorted before cleaning the house – Mum was due to come back up that afternoon. Looks like I have missed yet another excellent series due to not having a TV in my room – it’s just the sort of thing I might have watched before I went away to university. Heck, I watched things like Tom Jones and Moll Flanders when I was about 14 or so.

Ehh, so I spent a chunk of the day cleaning the house while waiting for phone calls from Mum updating me on her progress. She was in a hire car and because the moron’s insurance company was insisting that Mum was at fault, she couldn’t keep it for the duration of Julius’ repair. Instead she had to drop it off at the airport before 6pm, and initially she had asked me to pick her up from there, but later decided to come straight home, get her bags out of the car and have a sit-down and a cup of tea before going back out again, with me driving behind her to give her a lift. This would have worked out much better if my phone hadn’t died and been in need of charging, of course! I ended up driving around and around between the airport’s drop-off lane (you have to pay £1 to go into the pick-up lane!) and Bristow’s shed, trying to spot her. Was she standing in an obvious place? Hell no, of course not! She was in the covered walkway by the hire car drop-off area, right where she wouldn’t be visible. Non-hire cars aren’t supposed to go up there, so it was only out of desperation that I ventured up that lane =_= We nipped into ASDA before heading home, since Mum needed milk, cigs and something for tea.

I managed to luck out that evening – while I was sorting out dinner (steak & salad) Mum called through to me from the lounge that Lord of the Rings was on one of the channels that evening. I managed to get her to (finally!!) agree to watch it! Woohooo!! We watched a little over half of the extended edition, all the way to Rivendell before she started to fall asleep, but when I asked her if she wanted me to stop the DVD when they first reached Rivendell she said no – maybe I have her hooked! Mu-ha-ha-ha! It’s only taken 10 years for me to convince her to watch it…=_=

On Sunday I drove us out to the Lochter for Sunday lunch, what with Mum not having access to a car and refusing to drive mine. Poor Mum spent the entire time clinging to the door handle whenever we went around a corner and whining at me to ‘get out of the gutter’. She is not a happy passenger!

I’ve decided that aqua and pink is my new favourite colour-combination –the top I recently got from Marks and Spencers in those colours is wonderful and I wish I had bought one in a smaller size as well so I can continue wearing it when I eventually reach my goal weight. Theoretically, it could be possible to adjust the existing top, but I suspect it would be beyond my ability to do so!

The weather had been absolutely gorgeous all week, and that continued on Sunday. I spent much of the week in short leggings or jeans and light tops. Marvelous!

Alas, this seems to have come to an end today – it started out nice and sunny and has since clouded over since I got in to work. It’s still warm though, which is a small mercy. That’s the end of the sunshine for a while, with none forecast for the rest of this week. It was nice while is lasted, I guess!
I made it out at lunchtime to get to Boots (for Soap & Glory stuff), Marks & Spencer (a nice top on sale, a re-coloured version of the aqua-and-pink one) and Lush (mmm, fresh blueberry face mask). My skin is clearing up a little (ie, no new nasties for a couple of days, existing ones fading) but it usually does after the Red Tide has ebbed, but never quite gets chance to fade and heal up properly before a new outbreak starts. But maybe these face things will help – the ‘Catastrophe Cosmetic’ blueberry mask from Lush and the pore-reducing scrub and ‘peel’ from Soap & Glory.

mood: indifferent

Monday 21st May 2012

Well, my little eBook project has so far been met with utter and complete failure, despite a week of work on the chapter files, editing the html by hand, adapting it to xhtml and spending a good 7 hours on Friday evening using an online checker and Firefox to check over the coding for mistakes and problems, plus a load of help from Per. Despite everything seeming to be in order, in the coding, the files that tell the book what other files are in there, what order they should display in…I can’t even get the basic version of my book to work correctly. Despite wanting to make it completely by hand, just to see if I could, I ended up feeding the xhtml files into a program that is supposed to be able to make ePubs. Hah! No matter what I did to the files, there were 4 pages of random symbols that just kept appearing, either at the end or the beginning of the ePub. Everything else displayed correctly, the text and the pictures, so I decided to see if it would work on my iPad anyway.

Nope.

*sigh* A week’s worth of work, useless, pointless.

Plus, the program that seems to be best for making one’s own ePubs is specifically for the MacOS and not Windows at all. I’d have been happy to buy it if it had been. Dammit!

Her Ladyship has returned to work, and seems to have mostly gotten away with her shenanigans, as usual.

Myself, I mean to book myself some time off, but I’m not sure when exactly. Mum wants me to get a day off so I can help her with the plants, but even she doesn’t know exactly when that will be, so I can’t even book a single day off yet, and I’m thinking of making an extended weekend of it. I also want to book a week or two around the end of July/beginning of August, as I’m thinking of finally going out to Sweden to visit Per. See how things go, I guess.

Last week was a bad one for the diet – I felt I had stuck to it fairly well and I’ve been feeling thinner in my clothes, but the scales told me ‘no change’ this week. As for this week, I have no idea – I haven’t been back on them since Wednesday last week.

Mum has so far managed to completely suck the joy out of successfully dying my hair with henna by her constant snipes about hating red hair. I don’t understand, why – it’s certainly more interesting than plain brown! The only thing my hair has going for it is the length.

The ISP switch finally took place on Thursday. The new router was delivered in the morning and Mum got the login details via text message/email. Once we returned from our usual Thursday late-night shopping, I got all the stuff out, hooked up the new router and, in a thankfully pain-free process, got the new connection set up. I couldn’t use the CD provided in my own computer because of the odd problem I have with Flash not installing correctly, but it was actually easier to set it up without it. The only complication is the network key you have to put in on every wireless device as it connects to the new router. The router itself has a handy piece of plastic with stickers that has all the passcodes and whatever else on it that just slots in the top – you can take it out whenever you need one of the codes. The resulting speed is around 2Mbps, as massive improvement on 0.3Mbps!

Mum went off down south on Saturday, so my usual ‘home alone’ spiral has already started. I did manage to haul myself out of the house for a 4-mile cycle on Saturday and Sunday – the lovely, sunny weather gave me little excuse not to! It’s not really so bad once I get myself out there, especially if I take the slightly longer Tanglandford Bridge route since the hills, while steeper, are much shorter than the telephone exchange route. Next weekend I hope to go out in the morning and evening, to make it up to 8 miles a day. If the weather holds out this week, as the weather forecast seems to indicate, I’ll go out as soon as I get in from work, before I have my dinner. 36 miles a week, at my current level of fitness, should be a good step in the right direction. I hope.

So far, today has not been going well. Of course, it’s Monday so you never really expect it to be all sunshine and flowers, but it started with people asking my stupid IT questions (I’ve told them already that I have had the exact same training with the new email system as they have, so if they don’t know something, chances are I won’t either!) and I’ve had a low-grade headache all morning. Is it ahead of the rising Red Tide, due any day now? I have no idea. Is the same thing responsible for my dreadfully low mood today? Ditto.

Let’s see, things to do this week:

1. Clean room (as usual, it has returned to its ground state)


2. Do washing (clothes, towels, bedcovers)


3. Watch and return LoveFilm DVDs


4. Sort out Smile account


5. Get out on bike


6. Use facial steamer


7. More split-ending


8. Do (and finish!) something creative. Something, anything. Finish my beading project for Mum, start a plushie (another Toothless for myself, or find a pattern for a Companion Cube). I have got to do something that feels like an accomplishment.

Menu for this week:

• Breakfast: Cheerios & milk [4]


• Lunch: Tuna sandwich [6] & WW carrot cake [2] (Mon, Tues, Wed) Egg sandwich [6] & WW carrot cake [2] (Thur, Fri)


• Dinner: Veg soup & slice of bread [3] (Mon, Tues), Salmon, potatoes & salad [??] (Wed, Thurs), Scrambled eggs on toast [7] (Fri)


• Snacks: Apple [0] (Mon-Fri) Muller-Rice & tinned fruit [4] (Mon-Fri) Maybe caramel snack-a-jacks [1]

Let’s see if I can stick to that and my cycling. Maybe get the wobble board out, since I won’t need to put it away this week to spare Mum’s delicate sensibilities! If only I could get an exercise bike and just peddle away while watching a DVD, that would be perfect!

I don’t know how to shake off this mood though. I just feel worse and worse the more I think it through. Knowing the cause of the problem and dealing with the cause are two very different things. And this problem has multiple causes. Lack of self esteem, lack of mental stimulation in my job, loneliness coupled with a disinclination to socialise… the list could go on. The worse I feel the more I want to comfort eat and it’s just so, so hard not to. The comparisons I make to those I’ve been watching online only make it worse – I see these people who are doing so well, in education of various kinds, they’re funny, skilled and I just feel so stupid, dull, boring and useless in comparison. My friends, even my little brother (though I thoroughly disapprove of some of his choices!) are all doing well. Paul’s in a steady relationship and from what I hear is intent on moving in with her sometime in the next year. Tim is earning enough to get a place of his own. Rich is with Elaine and doing…whatever he’s been doing for the past few years, contractor work I guess. Alex is working on another course as an environmental health office, the equivalent of another Masters degree – I couldn’t even manage a BSc! My little brother has managed to do a degree in mechanical engineering while in the Navy and is currently working on a promotion to a position helping to test aircraft as a kind of engineer/co-pilot.

And what am I doing?? Nothing.

I want to be learning things again! Doing this kind of work is probably killing my poor grey matter at an alarming rate. I feel like I’m getting dumber and duller with every passing month – it’s not a job that supplies interesting things to talk about other than the latest dose of colleague or client idiocy, and it’s usually the same thing day in and day out. I have a nasty combination of yearning to do something else combined with a totally lack of faith in my ability to do anything else. I look at job descriptions and all I can think is ‘I don’t know if I could do that’ – how can I go to a job interview with that kind of thing stuck in my head? It’s not as easy thing to change, no matter how much my friends say they think I can do better, I just don’t see it.

I spent some time yesterday digging out my old drawings, to scan and use as a kind of confidence booster - that what I did before, whilst not good, wasn’t totally crap, and it was worth trying again. Once I convinced the scanner to work and got most of what I wanted onto my computer, all I was left feeling was that…I can’t even manage that standard now. I actually feel inferior to myself from 10 years ago. Shit.

mood: gloomy

Still can't get my ePub to work correctly and I'm still too chicken to put pencil to paper and see what horrors and atrocities against decent drawing I can produce after so long. Wish I could find more of my old stuff to convince myself that it wasn't all completely shit, but that involves hunting around in the loft, so hahahahano.

Dammit.

I'm going to bed early *sigh*

mood: discontent

Hellooooooo BT Broadband, and thanks for nothing Talk Talk!

That was a relatively painless switching process - wooohooo!

So my connection speed right now is too slow even to save a document with GoogleDocs - it just says 'trying to reach Google.com'.

I can almost upload faster than I can sodding download, yet again. 0.4Mbps downstream same as upstream. Excuse me while I explode inside with rage. Can't watch YouTube, iPlay, LiveStreams, nothing.


FFFffffffffffffffffffffffffff

mood: frustrated

Friday 11th May 2012

Another standard week. Not thrilling enough to detail day-by-day, but a few things to note.

I finished doing my recording on Saturday morning and spent the afternoon putting off cleaning the sections up by watching Bonka Lore LiveStream her drawing. Fascinating stuff to watch, and talking about her AU idea was even better. It’s that sort of fandom discussion that makes me wish I knew people in fandom better, could team up with someone to write – I’m reasonable at thinking up ideas, just not totally developing them.

I think the recordings are fine this time. Of course, after a day there’s always something I would like to go back and change, but it means re-recording the entire section so the sound is the same, and urgh, I don’t want to do some of those things again unless I have to. I really, really just want to move on to the next chapter, please! D: I didn’t remove the background noise, as I think the sound folks can probably do that better than I can! I’m note quite sure how high to put the settings and I don’t want to ruin the sound quality, especially in comparison to the character VA’s lines.

No feedback from those yet, but the producers probably need to have a listen and discussion before I’d hear anything anyway. Plus the Wheatley and GLaDOS lines are still being finished off. Gosh, I hope the other chapters don’t take this long!

Mum and I went to the Lochter for lunch on Sunday. For a nice change, I decided to use my blue bag with the brass-looking fittings, complete with nicely matching Discworld badges. While lunch was nice, this turned out to be a mistake. I looked at my bag in the car on the way out of Pitmedden and the City Watch badge was missing. I was beside myself! I’ve had those pins for years, though at least it was the Watch pin – the Unseen University I called all the places we’d been since I’d last seen the badge on my bag, and even went back to the shop in Pitmedden to check there, but nothing. I didn’t hold out much hope for finding it, and hoped that anyone who picked it up and didn’t intend to hand it in pricked themselves on the pin and got an infection or something ¬_¬ The CMOT Briggs site was down, though Paul Kidby’s site was also offering the badges – I decided to wait until the next day to see if any of the shops called me back to say the pin had been found. When I called the Inverurie Marks & Spencers back on Monday morning, one of the cleaners had found it – Mum picked it up yesterday when she was in Inverurie to meet Margaret. The pin and clasp are a little bent, but I’m hoping that some careful tweaking with my jewellery pliers with fix that. But I’ll be stitching both pins to that bag this weekend, you can bet on that!

Several of my late evenings had been extended further than I intended by watching Bonka Lore’s art LiveStreams. It’s at times like these that timezone differences are a pain in the arse. Rare opportunities for good fandom conversation cut short (for me) because I need to get at least some sleep before work in the morning! I need at least 6 hours to prevent zombiehood in the morning. I had to cut short another conversation with the PodSky project’s Chell VA, Sarah, earlier in the week too *sigh*

Today is a good day for packages in the mail for me. At the end of April I bought a pair of ‘elf ear’ thingies on Etsy – nice and unusual, I can’t wait see what they look like on. Next should be a cheap but hopefully decent 2nd hand graphics tablet I got on Amazon. I was miffed to find that the old one from Margaret & Norman not only used very old connectors that I don’t have sockets for on my much more recent PC, it didn’t have its stylus either. Bugger. Even if I’m pretty shit at it, I like trying to draw so this should be something else to keep me from going back to the MMOs and actually do something that produces concrete results! Lastly today, I’m hoping a couple of DVDs will have arrived from LoveFilm – the Secret of Kells and the Ricky Gervais Show, which I hope to watch with Mum. On Wednesday I picked up a top and a pair of leggings from M&S – the top is a 16 and a little fit, but by the time the weather around here is warm enough for me to wear it, it should be fine. It looked great on, actually, just a little too much tum on show. The leggings were a washout though – I swear I ordered a size 16 on the website but what I actually got was a size 10. No way will I fit into one of those before leggings go back out of style I expect. Finally, I ordered a pair of Skechers shoes from QVC last night, as I need a new pair of casual shoes to wear to work. My current pair are starting to go thin on the sole under the ball of my foot and are little a little scruffy. Time for them to replace my ‘doing stuff outside’ shoes, methinks!

Diet-wise, I didn’t do as well as I’d hoped this week, but I’m 1 lb down so oh well. I’m drinking a lot more now that I take two 500ml bottles of juice in with me and I’m trying to cut down on the puddings a bit. I feel a resurgence of enthusiasm for the whole thing after losing 2 lb last week. I’m starting to feel a difference in my clothing as well, which gives me a big boost. 17lb lost in total so far. Just another…oooh, 85 to go! *sigh* That’s about 15%. It feels easier right now to say ‘no’ to myself rather than going for that sneaky Kit-kat or whatever. Maybe now that I’m seeing results again, it’s easier to see that it’s working and it’s worth it. I’ll record my points usage accurately now too, that should help. Six stone to go…

I’ve decided not to go back to spinning until I can actually do the whole thing, not just sitting on the bike like a sack of spuds. I suppose it should be safe enough to cycle in the evening when I get home at the moment. I really wish I had an exercise bike and Mum didn’t mind it being set up in the big bedroom. It’s at times like this when I really wish I had a place of my own by now. Maybe then I’d actually use some of this equipment.

On the face front…hmm, it’s clearing up a bit, but it usually does at this point of the misery cycle so I don’t know if the antibiotics are the cause. I guess I’ll know if it goes away and stays away, otherwise…nope. And I’ll have to wait until I’m about 13 stone before I can go on any variety of the Pill to see if that helps at all, which will take two months to lose at the very least.

Her Ladyship has been off ‘sick’ (read: too lazy to get her lard out of bed) twice this week, today and Wednesday, leaving me in the lurch as usual. On Wednesday she didn’t even bother to call until 10:00 – Harry was not amused! We had a lot of external and internal groups in this week – mind you, she’d not in at the time of day when I could most do with some help. First thing in the morning, between 08:00 (or as soon as I get in) and 09:30 is when I have to stock the coffee decks, clean out and fill the coffee machines, sort out biscuits and then get the lot upstairs, usually along with some IT equipment and get the room into the correct layout. Occasionally there are two rooms to sort out. All on my own. Plus top-ups, trouble-shooting and lunch. Which, if Ladyship doesn’t turn up at all, I have al desko with no break. Harry has gone up to John Wood House to speak to Diane, so I hope he has a few things to say about the situation to her ¬_¬

Thank goodness the weekend starts soon! It should be a good one, as long as I can stir myself from my usual ‘CBA, just browse the Net’ approach. Haul myself out before 11am for a cycle at least. Wash the car, watch my DVDs, get the new tablet out, treat my hair with something nice, use the facial steamer, do a bit of split-ending…

I seem to have reached that point where I'm actually so drained of the urge to do anything interesting, internet or not, that I'm willing to tidy my room of my own accord.

This is what quitting WoW, Rift and SWtOR does for me.

Time to put Cats on to provide background entertainment...

mood: drained