Bored, part 2
I know I just posted about how bored I was, like a few hours ago (I would say yesterday, but I'm not sure that it was), but I am still am, and I'm not sleeping, and I'm kind of hopped up on caffeine, so I feel like posting about it again. Deal with it. Or not, since I'm not actually sure that anyone besides Joe still reads this thing anymore.
What are the sorts of things that I do when I can't sleep and I don't feel that great?
1. Think about cleaning my apartment for the ten-thousandth time, and lament my lack of income to just hire a god damned maid for crying out loud, because my god. I mean, I like having a clean apartment, but the whole process of getting there is just not my bag. It's not really that bad, I guess, but there are things that need to be done that I just can't seem to picture myself doing.
2. Read every blog that I usually check out, as well as all of their various links and friend's sites and so on and so forth. I'm pretty sure I read the whole internet last night. I did find some new and interesting things, but I think I gave myself carpal tunnel from refreshing my regular hangouts while hoping desperately for something new to happen.
3. Listen to Damn, I Wish I Was Your Lover by Sophie B. Hawkins over and over, and think about that episode of Beverly Hills: 90210 where Brenda was conflicted about her crush on Dean Cain because she hadn't fully resolved her feelings for Dillon, or whatever. Thanks to early 90's TV, I can't hear that song without thinking of that episode, and yet for some reason it's still awesome. Actually, I think because of that it's actually more awesome or something.
4. Think about reading more of the book I'm currently reading, and getting through a chapter or so before becoming distracted by an informercial for the Magic Bullet, or the Turbo Cooker, or one of the hundreds of vague new marketing schemes that will allow me to make millions. Why is it that all of these self-identified millionaires are always sitting around in their JC Penny-style fashions instead of being dressed like actual millionaires? It's like those people who win the lottery and go on about how they are totally not going to quit their jobs, and how they are excited about the new stove they are going to buy for themselves. In conclusion: All the wrong people win the lottery.
5. Write up about a half dozen different blog entries but delete them all because they aren't interesting/funny/insightful/whatever enough. I'm just posting this one because I can't think of anything else to do at this point. There was this really funny one about Krispy Kreme, which I kind of had a craving for a few hours ago, but it passed, and the post no longer seemed as relevant.
Anyway. I guess I'll get back to the book now. You should all post some cool and interesting things so that I can read them and laugh merrily.
What are the sorts of things that I do when I can't sleep and I don't feel that great?
1. Think about cleaning my apartment for the ten-thousandth time, and lament my lack of income to just hire a god damned maid for crying out loud, because my god. I mean, I like having a clean apartment, but the whole process of getting there is just not my bag. It's not really that bad, I guess, but there are things that need to be done that I just can't seem to picture myself doing.
2. Read every blog that I usually check out, as well as all of their various links and friend's sites and so on and so forth. I'm pretty sure I read the whole internet last night. I did find some new and interesting things, but I think I gave myself carpal tunnel from refreshing my regular hangouts while hoping desperately for something new to happen.
3. Listen to Damn, I Wish I Was Your Lover by Sophie B. Hawkins over and over, and think about that episode of Beverly Hills: 90210 where Brenda was conflicted about her crush on Dean Cain because she hadn't fully resolved her feelings for Dillon, or whatever. Thanks to early 90's TV, I can't hear that song without thinking of that episode, and yet for some reason it's still awesome. Actually, I think because of that it's actually more awesome or something.
4. Think about reading more of the book I'm currently reading, and getting through a chapter or so before becoming distracted by an informercial for the Magic Bullet, or the Turbo Cooker, or one of the hundreds of vague new marketing schemes that will allow me to make millions. Why is it that all of these self-identified millionaires are always sitting around in their JC Penny-style fashions instead of being dressed like actual millionaires? It's like those people who win the lottery and go on about how they are totally not going to quit their jobs, and how they are excited about the new stove they are going to buy for themselves. In conclusion: All the wrong people win the lottery.
5. Write up about a half dozen different blog entries but delete them all because they aren't interesting/funny/insightful/whatever enough. I'm just posting this one because I can't think of anything else to do at this point. There was this really funny one about Krispy Kreme, which I kind of had a craving for a few hours ago, but it passed, and the post no longer seemed as relevant.
Anyway. I guess I'll get back to the book now. You should all post some cool and interesting things so that I can read them and laugh merrily.