Yes. This. Again. Because I'm so tired of the other place that I used to use for my ranting and raving. Mostly because 1) certain persons are not opposing the efforts of foreign interference in our elections and actually seem to be welcoming it, and 2) sometimes when I post things, people respond. This is bad. People need to stop reading what I write. To remedy that problem, I got me this head-shaped hole in the internet into which I can scream all of my thoughts because who the hell reads blogs in 2020? Certainly not you. Go away.
One of the many problems I face as an adult is weekend time management. In many ways, the very sarcastic and pessimistic view I had of adulthood as a teenager is correct. You work really hard so you can have barely any time to enjoy yourself on the weekend. Then the weekend comes and there's all this pressure to have fun, accomplish a lot, and not get behind in all the behind-the-scenes teaching bullshit for which we are not compensated (grading, planning, etc.). I firmly believe there are two kinds of people: 1) those whose natural state is at work, and 2) those whose natural state is at rest. I am of the latter variety. This being the case, when I'm getting things done on the weekend, I worry that I'm not relaxing enough. When I'm relaxing, I worry that I'm not wasting time on the right things or in the right way. When I play a video game, I worry that I might be better off playing something different instead. When I watch videos, I worry that I should be watchi...
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