My ideas are worth something. I want to do some tutorials on electricity and programming, partially because I want to build an augmented reality system for myself (and potential future fursuits). I also want to make a new fursuit, this time of myself. In terms of programming, I though it’d be kind of cool if I could make some kind of game engine editor thing, even if it was only for me and Maus to use. Another thing I thought would be interesting to build is an AI/Robot thing. I always dream of creating a furry robot that could be my friend. What do you think?
I’ve decided that one thing I can work on is this blog. Here’s the deal, I have to keep myself busy. I’m not allowed to “not do anything” anymore, so, I’m going to need some projects or activities to keep me busy. There have been times in the past when I’ve kept up this blog to a pretty good degree, and it was kind of fun.
However, with that in mind, diagnoses of mental illnesses posit that there are common experiences, common hindrances, common complexes that categorize disorders into diagnosable conditions. Mental illness is an objectively measured thing in terms of how it hinders your life. I say this to put forth the idea that just because our experiences aren’t exactly the same, each person’s experience has a common clinical ground that can be discussed.
Actually, I usually gain a desire for anything once I start doing it. I have to make myself actually start doing something, whether I dread it or not, before I start feeling like I actually want to do it. I call it momentum. Getting there is unfortunately a lot harder than it sounds.
So, it’s another Saturday. I have this problem, although its a luxurious problem, and a total first world problem. (Yes, I’m playing the song from Weird Al Yankovic in the background right now.) The problem is that, since I don’t have to get up to walk and get my medication, I sleep in, usually until noon these days.
I feel depressed a lot, but at the same time… I can be quite happy. Can you be happy and sad at the same time? Some say no, like my partner, but some say yes, like my brother. Sometimes happy things can be sad, and sometimes sad things can be happy. Is it a matter of controlling your emotions… or how you think about your emotions?