My subconscious is pretty much the bastard lovechild of Cookie Monster and Animal.
I've woken up in a bit too literal of a mindset and I just imagined Cookie Monster and Animal trying to impregnate each other. It wasn't an unpleasant image, I'm just lucky my coffee stayed in my mouth.
Sometimes, when no one's looking, I try to pretend that every idea I have is publishable if I play with it enough and that the key issue is time versus quality. That way, I just have to figure out which ideas I currently have are closest to worth working on instead of the, "Oh noes. Everything in my brains is cloggy," that I'm sometimes prone to. This I admit, is kind of like thinking that anyone and everyone will go to the prom with me if I spend enough time convincing them, but sometimes that's better than citting in my room singing Violent Femmes for a ear straight. Other times? Yay, Gordon.
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Date: 2008-11-01 01:30 pm (UTC)I've woken up in a bit too literal of a mindset and I just imagined Cookie Monster and Animal trying to impregnate each other. It wasn't an unpleasant image, I'm just lucky my coffee stayed in my mouth.
Sometimes, when no one's looking, I try to pretend that every idea I have is publishable if I play with it enough and that the key issue is time versus quality. That way, I just have to figure out which ideas I currently have are closest to worth working on instead of the, "Oh noes. Everything in my brains is cloggy," that I'm sometimes prone to. This I admit, is kind of like thinking that anyone and everyone will go to the prom with me if I spend enough time convincing them, but sometimes that's better than citting in my room singing Violent Femmes for a ear straight. Other times? Yay, Gordon.