Confession time - I have lost my motivation. Not behind the settee, or the back of the drawer or under the car seat. Must be somewhere between location 'Damned if I Know' and destination 'Don't Give a Rat's Ass.' Clearly, I will find it again when I start panicking re hand in day (9 days and counting). It's funny just how elusive the little bugger is too. Can't find it when I watch really crap television, or get distracted by cake/people/people with cake. It is amazing just how interesting the internet becomes, too. Just how many gifs can I rack up, or meaning quotes can I find or Youtube clips can I laugh at (whilst steadfastly NOT finding that Mojo)? The list is endless
I really need to read the war database about ambulance trains - oooh look, a box full of kitties!!.
I used to be so driven, then last year derailed me and now I just reluctantly plod like some Key Stage 3er moodly stuck to the desk, sporadically tapping at the keyboard then going AWOL for long periods of time. My inner student is mad at me and the inner baby sitter is just itching to give me a slap.
I'm not always like this
It's something I've become
A terrible weakness
In my nature, in my blood...