Questionable taste in humour ahoy!

[akeyoftime]

And this is how I function. Food, food, food and more food. Welcome back energy, welcome back.

I need to solve this computer problem. I need to use my laptop and school computers or whatever to write papers, type things up, whatever. But they are *so* distracting and I will waste hours, sometimes the whole day just fooling around. The only place I am consistently productive is at the Reference Library, where I feel like if I play solitaire too long, someone will stare. People to keep me in check and all that. Guilt is an *excellent* motivator for me. It's why I always start to study after eight, nine o'clock and no sooner.

But the point is, these bad habits cannot stay. I need to find another way to type things up, like one of those crazy little handheld things I got to use in elementary school, with only a sliver of a screen and a keypad. No distractions there. Too bad they cost money -_-

I'll find something. I just don't know what yet.

Comments

[jezebeau.livejournal.com]

Nonsense! The answer to that one is: "It was a robot chicken."

Another acceptable answer would be "What, never seen a chicken in a warstrider before?"

[akeyoftime.livejournal.com]

You're right. It was a robot chicken is a far better answer than "It was carbon-bonded to the chicken." (When I was reminded that it was robot, the joke suddenly stopped being so amusing. But robot chicken is still funny. Hee!)