Day 987: Carnival Cure, D&D Methodology

The fair cured me of my floomp! Specifically the Zipper, which is a ride that I never want to get on but always have a blast once I’m on it. Onion rings, a lame horror ride, and seeing serious shade being thrown in the form of passive-aggressive cookie judging all made my day way better.

That is a sick 4H burn. Eating no cookie at all delivers a better experience than this cookie. Wow.

Anyway, I felt a lot better, and I ate terrible onion rings, and we bought a wooden jack-o-lantern that Marisa really liked, and then I had a nap. Later, D&D.

I think the D&D formula is now nailed down: late nap, Dungeons & Dragons, sleep for four hours, feed the cats, sleep for three hours. Boom.

I feel pretty good.

Some reading to do for school, but I also feel on top of that. I’m not necessarily grasping the finer nuances of doctrinal versus non-doctrinal legal research, but that’s what the class is for, right? Learning.

Day 203: Minor Distractions

Doing the video game music show has been an interesting education. But I think I’ll be ready to let it go at the end of the summer. I’ve learned a bunch of stuff and met great people. At the end of the day, though, it’s not a core interest for me. I don’t make music, and I don’t have time to play a lot of games. In fact, games are qualifying more and more as minor distractions.

There’s an old saw that one in ten Americans read books, and one in ten Canadians write them. I don’t think that’s true, but I definitely sympathize with the “don’t just consume, create” mentality.

I keep getting caught up in minor distractions, though. It’s hard to separate what’s “necessary leisure” with what’s “wasting time”. If I kill 30 minutes playing an iPhone game, is that depressurization I need? Or just a pointless distraction?

One of the things about games is it, well, gamifies all this stuff. If I were playing the game of my life, there’d be gauges. I’d be able to Tamagotchi myself. When my stress gauge is at eighty percent, give myself two units of game. When my productivity gauge is at twenty percent, allocate eight work units.

But we obviously don’t work like that. It’s not easy to Tamagotchi your life when you yourself are the virtual pet.

Minor distractions and major needs often conflict.

I enjoy minor distractions while I’m being distracted, but finishing a day without feeling like I’ve moved something forward distresses me. So there’s a constant tension between “relax and live your life” and “you are going to die someday.” It makes minor relaxation hard.

A more disciplined person might be able to allocate things better. 1.2 hours of allocated fun from 8:12 to 9:26 a.m. this morning. But that’s just not how I’m wired. Should it be? Is this something I should be striving for?