Things I like to do when I'm bored...

Or, a prioritised list of my deadly sins:

Gluttony (Seventh: my least indulged sin) Wrath (Sixth) Envy (Fifth) Pride (Fourth) Avarice (Third) Sloth (Second) Lust (First: my cardinal sin)

Created by abusing the HTML output from: Design your own hell
Idea yoinked from: flannelcat

Update: looking at this list again, it occurs to me that there's some scope for discussion of it. For a start, my levels of the bottom 3 are all Very Low, really no interest in indulging those at all. Then there's a significant jump up to the middle one, Pride - I've certainly got my fair share of that. It's a very narrow step to the third, Avarice, I had to think about the order of those two for a bit. Then there's a reasonable size gap from that to Sloth, and from Sloth to Lust is, I think it's fair to say, A Good Jump :) Which will hopefully impress anyone who knows how lazy I am *grin*

Been a while since I posted this:

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Fear

The guy across the road is working on his bike...
Keeps coming back in the street, tinkering, then zooming around the block for a test-run...
He's in earshot almost the whole way around.

I've just realised I'm almost holding my breath, waiting for the 'screeeech-CRUNCH', every time he does it.

Wonder how long this is going to last.

Hrm.

Suddenly find myself very definitely depressed. Miserable, without the air of excitement that might include, and with no belief or even interest in the concept of things getting better at some point.

This shouldn't come as a massive surprise to me - my first proper dip into depression a couple of years back, while fuelled by many things, was almost certainly started or greatly accentuated by losing my job. My sense of self-worth seems to suffer greatly from not being considered 'employable' by the world at large. Perhaps this is why I never tried harder to succeed at being self-employed, despite that being the obvious answer to many of the problems I have with the typical workplace environment.

I'm not entirely sure why I'm posting this... I was going to ask people who see me to keep an eye out for me slipping into depression, but as soon as I started typing I realised I'm already here. So... I don't know what next. People who see me, please be aware that I may not respond to things in a normal manner, I suppose. It's nothing personal.