Motivation and things...

[anotherusedpage]

I just spent nearly forty mins looking for a document which I thought was somewhere under the crap in my room only to remember that actually, it doesn't bloody exist in paper copy and never has and I have it saved as a word document....

Anyone got any tips on motivation? I can't seem to get started on anything at the moment... getting out of bed tips would kinda help too (synergetic, I'm looking at you. Any suggestions? Although anyone else too.)

In other news, I've had enough of this cold now and want it to damn well go away. I'm thinking mebbe it's time for a doctor's appointment and tests for aneamia and stuff. Or I could just buy some multi-vitamins and then actually damn well take them. And I need some toothpaste. It's disapeared from my sink, leaving only the lid behind. Oooh, mysterious. I had fear that it was going to turn up somewhere under the crap, having gotten all over the carpet. But no, it really does seem to have been abducted by aliens.

And I should talk to the porters about the fact that they still haven't replaced my mirror, and the radiator's making 'I'm going to explode' noises. And I should get a laundry card - they changed college system so you have to buy a card from them to do the laundry with, pay them a fiver for the privelage, and charge it up in units of £10 only. Wankers.


Sigh. It's seventeen minutes past three in the afternoon and the closest I've come to being productive is the fact that I am now, finally, dressed. I'm going to go to the library now. Yes I am. Honest, guv.

And I'd make some rash threat about Arsenal losing the footbll tomorrow and whether or not I'm going to get out of bed, only I did that over the USA elections, and then Bush fucking well won and I felt stupid cos I had to get out of bed anyway...

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[opportunemoment.livejournal.com]

... I'd love to help. I would. Unfortunately, motivation advice from me is kind of tapdancing advice from saucepan territory.
The vitamins sound like a good idea. Also actual fresh fruit may be good to have in your room, but if you don't eat it it goes mushy, so... your call, really.
I love you. And in a way I'm kinda sorry that I'm here and can come and see you, cause maybe if I were in Carlisle we'd both have to accept the fact that I had to be somewhere at some time and couldn't just live in your cupboard. I feel like maybe I'm just distracting you. However, I love you and want to see you as much as possible. So... uh... that was going to be a point...
Anyway. You can make some other kind of rash threat about football. Like, I dunno... you can threaten that if they lose you'll buy that thing from Ann Summers you wanted and wear it into the library. Or something. (Come to think of it if you do that, please get somebody to take photos...)
Uh... yeah, I'm wibbling now.

[anotherusedpage.livejournal.com]

I love you. Yes. That. I will do that. So there.

[fu-manchu12.livejournal.com]

From my point of view, the best advice is probably to keep your window open as much as possible, and pile uncomfortable things on the bed the minute you get out of it. Because I keep on falling asleep in the middle of the day through lying on my bed in a stuffy room and being unable to stir myself to get up again.

[anotherusedpage.livejournal.com]

I have two choices of where to work in my room. At my desk, in which case there's distracty internet-age, or on my bed, in which case I fall asleep...

[sea-bright.livejournal.com]

It probably doesn't help, but I'm having that kind of day, too... My sole 'achievement' so far today has been to have some breakfast...

[pink-potato.livejournal.com]

Re: getting out of bed, try putting your alarm clock as far away from your bed as possible (although if you're in halls that can't be very far) so you have to get out of bed to turn it off. (The one time I did that I sliced my toe open with a hanger, which definitely woke me up.)

Urgh, I'm trying not to think about Arsenal loosing tomorrow. If they win, and Chelsea get docked points for talking to Cole, the Premiership could be in reach.

[anotherusedpage.livejournal.com]

I'm capable of sleeping through the college fire-alarm, so alarm clock any where other than stuck down ear doesn't really work... on the other hand, I do very quickly learn to turn them off without waking up. Mebbe it's time for a new one.

[cottonwoolfairy.livejournal.com]

Or another six ....

[foreverdirt.livejournal.com]

I have to get out of bed for ten o'clock lectures (or tutes) on Monday through Thursday, and for a nine o'clock lecture on Friday. I could use the miracles of internal phones just to give you a quick call each morning before I head out (normally about 9:45/9:50, 8:50 on Fri) or earlier (I get up at 9am, 8am on Fri) if you think that might help wake you up?

Also, *hugs*

[synergetic.livejournal.com]

getting out of bed tips would kinda help too (synergetic, I'm looking at you. Any suggestions?)

I'm sorry dear, I'm all out of helpful advice at the momment. I myself can't leave the house in the mornings without taking three hours to do so, time split between not getting up/lying curled up in a ball after getting up/losing half an hour in the shower because I have no relative time sense. The self-analysing part of me has gone on holiday, I can barely remember the old CBT anti-avoidance techniques anymore, nor do they really seem important given what other things preying on my mind.

In other words, I'm as fucked as you are.

[anotherusedpage.livejournal.com]

*hugs* sorry love.
xxx

[herringprincess.livejournal.com]

Sleeping on the floor helps me get out of bed, because it's less comfy and if need be I can waddle downstairs in my sleeping bag. However, the ascetic life, or the caterpillar look may not appeal to you. My problem tends to be less getting up and more not having conversations with myself in the mirror for several hours.

[anotherusedpage.livejournal.com]

I have issues with 'out of bed' even if I'm awake. I sit up, throw the covers off energetically, take a deep breath... and then lie back down again and stare at the ceiling for a bit longer.
I don't have conversations with myself in the mirror, partly because the porters haven't replaced it yet, and partly because she's not me.

[cottonwoolfairy.livejournal.com]

Oh god, I killed your mirror. I'm so sorry :(

[herringprincess.livejournal.com]

Oneof my imaginary friends when I was little lived in my mirror. He name is Nosila. I generally use her for ranting at the moment, although I get very annoyed at her when I'm in a crap mood and she looks pretty.

[anotherusedpage.livejournal.com]

*grin* my imaginary friend that lived in the mirror was called Mirror Girl. Cos I'm, liek, so good wiv words.

My imaginary best-friend was a wolf wearing dungarees called for some inexplicable reason Little Adrien. He came from Broxbourne. He's the one I still occasionally have conversations with, although I tend to pay more attention to my Boys. And fanfic characters.

[herringprincess.livejournal.com]

Wow, there's an interesting-sounding friend. Mine was called Louise Bang. She had a brother called Paul Bang who was a bit of an idiot, and she could touch her ears with her ankles.I don't see her any more, we kinda drifted apart :-P
I never have conversations with my fic characters for some reason.
Sometimes I talk to Elipan, who is Wise Mother-figure Alison. Or rather, she talks to me.