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I'm an addict, an addict of excessive recreational electronics use. I play too many video games, archive-binge for web comics or sponge off of TvTropes or Wikipedia or stuff like that. I'll do this for hours at a time; although it actually used to be much worse, it's still not at all unusual for me to sit in front of the screen for up to eight or so hours at a time, swear off the Internet forever like some drunk with a massive hangover, and then proceed to get shit-faced again that same day or the next day. You might think, looking at the forums and my own journal entries here, that I'm kind of a one-note canary with this whole addiction thing. Unfortunately, you'd be right. Video games and the Internet define who I am at the expense of everything else. I've not been okay with that for a few years now.
What's needed is a plan. A good plan. A plan for action. A sexy plan, a plan that will appeal to the influential 21- to 35-year old rutabaga farmer demographic. So my team of world-renowned experts have formulated one that meets all of my needs: The Chuck Yeager Plan, named after the man who successfully dealt with his own crippling addiction to break the sound barrier, only to be tragically devoured by giant alligators mere days after being declared rehabilitated. You may remember his exploits and struggles in the 1982 hit film, Yeagermeister.
So here's the Chuck Yeager Plan: I'll continue to play video games and surf the web, but only after 11:00 pm on Mondays, Tuesdays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays, and after 10:00 pm on Fridays, Saturdays, and Sundays. Then I'll go to bed at midnight. This gives me 10 hours a week in which to dick around with electronic toys, which I think anybody would agree is a fair number. All the things that count as electronic entertainment include: Playing any sort of video games (excluding playing games with other people), surfing the web for fun, watching movies for fun either on a computer or on a television set (again, with the exception of watching movies with other people) or toying around on my computer even if not connected to the Internet (things like writing stories in Word, making images in Paint, etc., etc....). Television watching is not included in this total, as I'm not addicted to it, yet. But this could totally change in the future. Also, I can totally listen to music or podcasts on iTunes because I can multitask when listening to them. This way, if I splurge after the time period in which I'm allowed to play with electronics, then at least I will have had the chance to do something useful earlier that day.
What good is a plan, though, without any sort of accountability? It's always great to have that little angel on your shoulder, that little daemon of self-control, to remind you to be honest and good and not to buy those super-cool looking neon-lit roller-blades because you really need that money for the rent this month. But my angel either died or quit without notice years ago. So I'm going to depend on YOU, yes YOU, to be my new collective shoulder-angel. I'm going to create a new text-box on my DeviantART homepage, the Chuck Yeager Project box, which lists the name of the plan, the date it was initially implemented, the most recent day that I violate the plan, the reason why the most recent violation of the plan occurred, the consecutive number of days that I successfully follow the plan (which is reset when I violate its rules), and the maximum number of consecutive days that I successfully follow the plan. It's like a game, except really boring and drawn out to an intolerable extent. If I violate the plan at any time, be sure to give me a good tongue-lashing via the comments box on my front page.
So that's that. Hopefully this works. I'm sick of wasting time, and hopefully this plan ought to be successful. Goodnight, everybody!
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