Ah, there's nothing like sitting around talking memory for a couple of hours to get the old motivation running again! Did a half-hour cards this afternoon with nearly no mind-wandering, and I think I got a perfect 18 packs (although I haven't checked them yet). And this is despite having a pint of Foster's at lunchtime!
Hmm, maybe it wasn't the morning's discussion with the Jameses, maybe it was the beer. Perhaps getting drunk is the secret to a good memory? I'll have to experiment further. But I'm pretty sure it was the conversation. I was actually in the mood to follow it up with a late-night half-hour-numbers session, but then I got chatting on the internet for, well, two or three hours. But the point is, I'm still in the mood to memorise, and tomorrow, when there will be fewer distractions, I think I'm gonna do some more! Woohoo!
Darts players may have around 20 pints before a match to steady their hands. Next time you find yourself plastered, why not have a shot at speed cards?
ReplyDeleteGenerally speaking, when I find myself plastered, I don't remember what I've resolved to do in that situation. All friends of mine who are reading this - next time you find me plastered, get me to have a shot at speed cards! I'm sure we'll all find it more entertaining than listening to me whine about how nobody loves me...
ReplyDeleteSpeed cards, fine. Just so long as you don't decide to have another go at juggling glasses!
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