Here’s what my conversation with my brain looked like this morning:
Brain: Let’s play video games! We should go play Destiny.
Me: We have work to do; also, I feel bad about continuing to play it so much after writing up that whole big post, you know? I feel like I’m not standing up for my convictions. And there’s no such thing as protesting in-game, so don’t even ask.
Brain: VIDEO GAMES!
Me: We can’t. The exterminator is coming in the next few hours to take care of that wasp nest. I need to be able to hear the door when he knocks.
Brain: Video…. games?
Me: Not to mention there’s a bunch of stuff I need to do for my Patreon account. I need to get a permanent page for the novel made, I need to fix the supporter feed, and I should write a few updates. I should probably write a blog post, too, it’s been over a week. Not to mention there are chores to be done; the dishes are starting to pile up. Look, there’s just a lot that I need to do.
Brain: D. E. S. T. I. N. Y.
Me: Maybe later. We’ve started writing more on that new novel, wouldn’t you rather do that? I think it’s really coming along well.
Brain: . . . DESTINY.
*there is a knock on the door*
Me and Brain (in unison): Shit, are we wearing pants?
And that’s pretty much how it goes for me most days.