I bought a white board this weekend. It doesn't really sound like it warrants its own blog entry, but I have high hopes for it. I'm constantly coming up with ideas of things to do on the weekend, but by the time the weekend gets here I spend half the day deciding what to do, and then around 2pm I come up with a good idea that would've required getting an early start. So I'm going to write down everything that I want to do, and when I wake up I can see the list right there in front of me. No more indecisiveness that results in a Saturday of drinking and a Sunday of recovering. First on the list, Hearst Castle.
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So usually it gets forgotten...
Although once I apparently wrote what I thought was a brilliant idea on it while screwed up one night, of course the next day when I read the barely legible scribblings it became apparent that I can sense when I wont remember something the next day and have the sense to write down something I think I need to remember but anything I think I need to remember while in this state really isn't worth remembering because the idea was rubbish.
Maybe the problem is me and not the white board at all.