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The 12:55 rule
Feb. 28th, 2008 02:15 amThere's this rule I haven't been following. I call it the 12:55 rule. At 12:55AM, I drop whatever else I'm doing and get to work writing, if I'm not already. This ensures, once I've gone downstairs to get my cocoa and so on, that I'll have two solid hours to write before bedtime.
Or it would, if I had more willpower when it came to following the rule. I say, "Oh, I can finish reading this thread; it's only 1:10." And then it's 1:30 and I'm refreshing DailyKos one more time. And then it's 1:58 and it's too late.
See, there's another rule, the 2:00 rule. Once it hits 2:00, it's probably too late to start spinning up the necessary mental flywheels. If they're already spun up, I can cruise through 2:00 on a cocoa buzz, but if I'm starting from scratch they won't get going until I have to go to sleep.
But, hey, here's where you can help — if I'm chatting with you, and you see that it's 12:54, say goodnight and clam up and make me go away. (Exceptions can be made — say, if I'm talking you down off a ledge. Please try to confine your ledge-climbing activities to the daylight hours.) Berate me if my away message doesn't immediately change to "WRITING: DO NOT DISTURB!" Send me snippets of Reagan poetry. Snub me. Oo baby, baby baby, snub me hard.
Also, make me stop chewing on the fingers of my left hand.
Or it would, if I had more willpower when it came to following the rule. I say, "Oh, I can finish reading this thread; it's only 1:10." And then it's 1:30 and I'm refreshing DailyKos one more time. And then it's 1:58 and it's too late.
See, there's another rule, the 2:00 rule. Once it hits 2:00, it's probably too late to start spinning up the necessary mental flywheels. If they're already spun up, I can cruise through 2:00 on a cocoa buzz, but if I'm starting from scratch they won't get going until I have to go to sleep.
But, hey, here's where you can help — if I'm chatting with you, and you see that it's 12:54, say goodnight and clam up and make me go away. (Exceptions can be made — say, if I'm talking you down off a ledge. Please try to confine your ledge-climbing activities to the daylight hours.) Berate me if my away message doesn't immediately change to "WRITING: DO NOT DISTURB!" Send me snippets of Reagan poetry. Snub me. Oo baby, baby baby, snub me hard.
Also, make me stop chewing on the fingers of my left hand.
