Showing posts with label laziness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label laziness. Show all posts

Thursday, January 19, 2017

slacktivist no more


it's easy to be a lazy "activist" these days - just like and share a few outraged posts on facebook, tweet some smartass retort to the coming clown in chief, unfriend a few trumpets. slacktivism at its best. but after months of sleepless nights and teeth grinding, we decided we had to actually do something. so we are going to washington, d.c. to be part of the women's march this saturday. to be there and feel the energy and power of all those women (and hopefully men, since husband is coming along as well) of every shape, color, size and age, in one place will restore some of my hope. and make me feel like less of a slacktivist. i'll be there, with my husband, daughter, cousins, friends and even my favorite professor from so long ago at arizona state. it's going to be amazing.

Sunday, June 15, 2008

from where i sit...

this is the view before me.  i'm still getting acquainted with the iMac.  i miss right click.  i didn't realize how much i actually used right click until now when i don't have it.  but, i am confident that i will adjust and learn.  and in the meantime, the joy i get from sheer aesthetics of the machine is enough.

the weather is changeable and unpredictable.  it's restless.  sunshine one moment, rain showers the next, rainbows in between.  sometimes i think the weather accurately reflects my own moods, or is it that my mood reflects the weather?  i feel a bit restless as well and my to-do list is a mile long, which doesn't help.  i always end up feeling restless and have a strong tendency towards procrastination when i have a lot to do.  i have emails i need to write, a small piece for LNG World Shipping, invoices, invitations to make for our big end-of-summer party, straightening up, laundry, ironing, dishes...the list goes on and on.

so, what am i doing?  sitting here, synching my iPod with the new iTunes and generally not doing any of those things i should be doing.  but, perhaps that's what sunday afternoons are for. the work can wait 'til monday.