Oh Woe

One of my ~10 pen pals needs to damn well write to me so I can use some of my nifty new stationery.  It can’t decide if it wants to be Art Nouveau or Arts and Crafts, but since I like both artistic movements I’m quite pleased with it.  Once I get ink for the home printer I can even print it out on proper A4 paper instead of letter-sized, but the only issue is slightly wide side margins and that’s easily fixed.

Assuming Clairefontaine Triumph will take inkjet ink, which I suppose I should check before I try it, but even if it won’t I can get A4 printer paper, right?


Decision Fatigue

It occurrs to me that one of the reasons that something like moving takes so long is a phenomenon I’m calling decision fatigue.  This is what happens when you have to figure out whether this item, 157th in a series of several hundred, is something you want to keep or something you can throw out.  A similar version happens during any major cleaning project.  It’s also why data entry people attempt to keep their data as uniform as possible; the more decisions the enterer has to make about which pieces of data to keep and where to put them, the more unhappy they’re going to be and the more mistakes they’ll make.  Eventually, one gets to the point where one’s picking up things and just staring at them for 30 seconds or so, trying to bang one’s brain into some decision.  This both takes longer and is likely to lead to bad choices.

Brain and Brain, What Is Brain?

My brain just doesn’t work right.  I’ll have an idea: a blog entry, a weblink to look at, something I want to make, whatever.  And I’ll think that that’s nifty, I’ll get to it in a second.  And then I can’t remember what it was.  Annoying.  Sometimes it pops back up later, but not nearly often enough.