There was a word I was trying to think of yesterday and it wouldn't
come to me. I even looked back through old text messages and journal
entries because I was convinced I had mentioned it somewhere before
but couldn't find it. And then I typed my vague memory into Google
and found it. The word is 'anhedonia' which is the inability to
experience pleasure from activities that are usually enjoyable. More
specifically there is motivational anhedonia, which is the trouble
finding the motivation or desire to engage in an activity. That
describes me to a 'T'. Sometimes it feels like my inability to get
motivated to do anything, whether it is school work or partake in one
of my many hobbies, is more than just a lack of motivation. That
just doesn't sound like a strong enough phrase. Anhedonia gets
closer though.
Today I didn't accomplish a thing, which was the plan. I woke up
after about four hours of sleep, which was annoying. I then messed
around on the internet for a couple hours before crawling under my
desk and going back to sleep for another three hours, waking up in
time to eat lunch. And then I went back to doing nothing. Again
that motivation thing comes into play. I wanted to do stuff, not
school stuff but fun stuff, but the motivation was lacking, so I just
watched YouTube videos and clicked around the internet. I did run on
the elliptical for 35 minutes, so that is a plus. I also hooked up
some more speakers to my computer, which took me awhile to figure out
because I couldn't get the rear ones to make sound. I have them
under my desk, not behind me, but it was still annoying. I
eventually got it though, so if I ever watch some with surround
sound, I'm ready.
Tonight we went to the Chinese buffet for dinner. Delicious as
always. I got the same old stuff and I'd do it again because I
mentioned not too long ago, it was delicious. And I only got two
plates of food this time, so I didn't feel completely terrible
afterward.
The dogs killed a bunny tonight. More specifically, Alfie killed a
bunny. She's always on the lookout when she goes outside because the
bunnies come in through the holes under the fence. My mom makes
noise and tries to make sure she scares all the bunnies away before
she lets the dogs out but this time there was a bunny that didn't get
the message and wasn't quite fast enough. It was pretty horrible.
Alfie got a solid bite and tore it open but it was on the back half
so it didn't die instantly, it took awhile. I don't get hunting.
I'm not judging dogs because they're dogs, and I'm not judging humans
who hunt, because that's their choice, but I don't get it. I have no
problem never seeing a dead animal again, let alone purposefully
causing that death.
I watched Furious 7 tonight. It reminded me that I had only
seen parts of Fast and Furious 6, so I need to go back and
watch that. As for Furious 7, I liked it. I think at one
point maybe they were making fun of themselves for past movies when
Paul's son throws his toy car out of the van and Paul says that cars
don't fly. And they have definitely defied the laws of gravity in
the past, so it would be great if they were making fun of themselves.
Although it could have also just been foreshadowing because they had
a couple flying cars in this movie as well. I also think they did a
good job with the CGI of Paul Walker. I was also doing other things
while watching the movie so I may have missed it earlier in the film
but I didn't really notice it until the end, mostly because I knew
the final scene was CGI. That stuff has come a long way in the last
few years.
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