Showing posts with label garfunkel. Show all posts
Showing posts with label garfunkel. Show all posts

Saturday, November 15, 2008

What to do?

What do you do when you know you need to do a task (in my case study), but don't know where to start, nor do you really have the focus or determination to start even if you did know where?

Here's my list:

  • check email
  • catch up on favorite bloggers
  • check the news
  • check facebook
  • change facebook status
  • read your friends' statuses
  • comment on those statuses
  • write a blog
I've come to the end of my list only because the list is being made in real time and I don't know what I'll do next. Maybe I'll start studying. Maybe I'll make a peanut butter and honey sandwich. Maybe I'll start writing a novel.

Its funny how I have motivation when there is nothing to do, like sitting in class or on the drive home. "I'm going to spend all weekend studying and really get a handle on my exam prep!"

Maybe that's the difference between me and, say, every successful person out there.

I wonder if Barack Obama delayed the start of his campaign because he did not know where to start (and breaking wildfire coverage was on the news...and he couldn't concentrate because his cat was wheezing).

Monday, January 28, 2008

Photoblogging Monday!! (barely)

Just eeking by the deadline, I present to you Photoblogging Monday.

This one is taken of our newest addition to the family, Garfunkel (or, G-funk for short). We adopted him just after Christmas. He's around 2 years old and upwards of 15 pounds.

Garfunkel's story is quite remarkable - he was turned into the pound in California City (look it up, it does exist), by an old lady who couldn't care for him anymore. No one picked him up because he wasn't neutered, and apparently California City is one of the few places that doesn't automatically fix their animals. He was scheduled to be put down, but the vet didn't have the heart to, so Garfunkel sat in his way-too-small cage for 3 weeks. Again, no one would adopt an older cat with balls so he was within hours of being put down a second time. That's when a rescue group called Halfway To Home picked him up. We first met G-funk at our local Petsmart a day later when they were doing pet adoptions.



G-funk