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valis2I'm getting all antsy online, and it culminated in a near freakout while trying to finish listings for eBay. See, I'm all superstitious about it; I only list Mon-Thurs between 8 and 10 pm. I stagger it, too. If my listings end on a Wednesday, I start the next batch on Thursday.
So I hate doing listings on Thursday, because if I miss any I feel like I can't just list them on Friday because no one will be online to bid. Or at least I think so. So while I'm trying to watch the only two shows I ever really watch regularly(CSI/Survivor) I'm also listing at the same time, which makes me anxious, because I don't want to screw anything up. And now that I'm using Turbo Lister (which I'm still fumbling around with, this is only the second time I've used it), it's making me even more antsy.
And because I've come back from a week away, there's the weird anxiety about having too many tabs open, and yet continuing to open more as I slowly work through the flist. Each tab is a pretty big thing at this point, either an essay or a long fic, and I feel like I can't "leave" the computer to do other things that need to be done---because I'm not "finished". I really have to break myself out of this bizarre mental hangup.
Just another evening in the cluttered neurotic attic of the valismind.
So I hate doing listings on Thursday, because if I miss any I feel like I can't just list them on Friday because no one will be online to bid. Or at least I think so. So while I'm trying to watch the only two shows I ever really watch regularly(CSI/Survivor) I'm also listing at the same time, which makes me anxious, because I don't want to screw anything up. And now that I'm using Turbo Lister (which I'm still fumbling around with, this is only the second time I've used it), it's making me even more antsy.
And because I've come back from a week away, there's the weird anxiety about having too many tabs open, and yet continuing to open more as I slowly work through the flist. Each tab is a pretty big thing at this point, either an essay or a long fic, and I feel like I can't "leave" the computer to do other things that need to be done---because I'm not "finished". I really have to break myself out of this bizarre mental hangup.
Just another evening in the cluttered neurotic attic of the valismind.