There’s a new social networking s(h)ite in town, called Virb, it’s a bit like myspace, letting you put all your paraphenalia in one convenient place and wonder why the girl who shows her boobies has way more friends than you. It seems like it’s as if myspace and flickr had an offspring. It also has the all important “TURN OFF CUSTOMISATIONS” button which will prevent the design impared (like me) from ruining the whole experience with their eye-bleeding, flashing spinning backgrounds. These monstrosities are more likely to cause an eppileptic fit than anything else and along with the music are the reason I loath Myspace.
Anyhow, if you’re all into the web 2.0 paradigm and want an invite to the private Beta leave a comment (with an email address) and I’ll get you invited…. For those of you who aren’t here’s a duck photo….
I have recently been introduced to the genius “The Show” with Ze Frank by the considerably more useful but considerably less entertaining folks over at 43 Folders. I found this explanation of how to procrastinate properly very entertaining especially as it allowed me to delay getting out of bed and actually doing something for a few minutes too….
(give it a few moments as even Ze Frank procrastinates a little at the beginning)
Hmm now to put off procrastinating long enough to go take that shower…
They say your best night on the couch is worse than your worst night on the mats, largely I agree though every now and again I run into a night like tonight which makes me wonder if this is not entirely true.
I’d love to make excuses about how I was tired, sick or hungry, but frankly I just utter failed to focusor stick to the gameplan and so I got smashed and picked up an injury.
I find nights like this, where absolutely nothing goes right, really harmful as I find confidence very important to my game. Maybe because I’m a bit too passive in the first place, but if I am lacking in confidence I am too timid and don’t commit to moves fully which is disasterous. On the other hand I have runs where I am absolutely awesome, and noone can stop me. There is now a huge amount of pressure on for the next time I train as I need to come back with a dominant performance or else it could signal the start of a downward spiral which will lead to me losing more, thus being less assertive causing more defeats.
Probably more troublesome than the fact that I got beat up, is the manner in which I was worked over. I completely forgot about all of the ‘rules’ and kind of flopped about aimlessly, trying for ridiculous submissions which were not only unlikely but usually resulted in me giving up whatever mediocre position I had. I guess the silver lining is that I am forced to go away and re-focus on the ‘rules’ and will make sure to strictly apply them next time I train…
