i don't work well under pressure. i day dream. i procrastinate.

i'm a shitty employee, and not ashamed about it.

i'm more interested in creating realities where people can create free of coercive influence than i am in contorting myself into some mental gymnastic that sees value in extorting people for profit...

...and i needed a nap.

that's what happens when i'm under pressure: i get sleepy.

it's consistent, actually. predictable. dead line tomorrow? big project due in the morning? i'm probably snoozing somewhere. and, i'm not going to pretend i really care when i wake up, either.

call me depressed, but i don't want your drugs. i want to abolish the conditions that you think spur productivity, because they don't - they just create unnecessary stress.

still no ruling.

i hope the judge doesn't think she's doing me a favour in stretching the ruling out, if she's going to give me 11 days at the end. i haven't done a thing to prepare to move. and, i'm not going to do so until i get the court order - because it's not the landlord that has the legal authority, here, it's the judge.

if she's stalling into november to give me until december 1st, i guess that's a net benefit. but, if she thinks she's just giving me extra days, she's misinterpreting my grasp of the scenario: i'm in this to win, outright.

i'm going to try to get back to filing, but i might fall back asleep. we'll see.

apologies to the guy with the order, but i'm kind of useless at the moment.

and, i'll remind you that if i win i will be immediately countersuing. if it's into november, that's another $670.

jagmeet singh must cut his beard.