Confidently assume I can do it in a very short time because hey, it’s my job I ought to be good at it on some level. Put it off until it’s so close to the deadline, it hurts. Start writing, fail. Consider making an outline, fail. Remind myself how much I hated cramming term papers… Read More Stages of Writing Anything, Ever.
I literally remember craving for that steak after that tweet. Looking at it now, it doesn’t “trigger” me at all. Nothing does, actually. You can put all the delicious red meat dishes in front of me–a moist medium rare fillet mignon, pork sisig, kare-kare, inihaw (lol. I can’t even think of red meat dishes anymore)–and… Read More How I Quit Red Meat