Can... not... concentrate....

[eurydicebound]

So I'm at work and desperately trying to work, and yet still failing. I've just grabbed a coke in the vague hope of self-medication with caffiene so that I can get back to business, but thus far it's had no effect. I'm working on editing and creating a minis warband and surfing websites and checking email and...


Gah.

And none of it is getting done. And I need to go exercise in a bit. And I finished my character for the firefly game, and am horribly saddened to find that I can't find any minis of women in western-ish garb with weapons that don't either grab a sad victorian-style gown or else put the woman in some Shadowrun-style 80's miniskirt. I want Zoe and Sharon Stone from The Quick and the Dead. Hell, I'd practically settle for Jane from Johnny Mnemonic. I'm getting Ado Annie and early 80's action-movie Madonna and mustachioed men.


Bah.

Comments

Oooooh, a stick!!!!

[anaka.livejournal.com]

Our typical quote to describe this type of mental state comes, I think, from an episode of Dinosaurs, that totally horrid show that a friend of mine started quoting. This is per my memory of a described scene, so while it may be off base in details, in essentials it is correct.

Basically there's a baby dino, and the daddy is trying to get him to go get help (daddy is stuck in a tar pit) and the baby goes "uh huh, uh huh, I'll help, Daddy!" He then wanders just out of sight, and the resounding high pitched squeal of "Ooh! A stick!" is heard from his general direction, at which the daddy just sighs with frustration.