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I wish I had time to read.
Hell, I wish I had time to think. Everytime I fall even a couple hours behind schedule of what I normally should be doing, I fall into a miserable mess. Feces strewn and dangling about my mess of hair I begin to hyperventilate and imagine what life could be if I don't do the said project. I could fall into capitalist slump not being able to pay any of my bills because of my dead end job that hardly pays enough to make my ends meet each week, I would rely on daytime television for financial advice and late night television to fulfill my love life, only to have it unfulfilled and find myself alone on a 2nd hand couch in a studio apartment under the blueish glow of the television masturbating to the postergirls for livelinks, the successful young women with no financial problems.
*inhales*
Putting things into that perspective I think the importance of drawing this lampshade has proportionately grown. I was reading in my sociology book earlier that when people have too many roles with too many demands they go into some sort of shock, this is the shock I am experiencing right now.
Sociology is interesting, it also gives these cute little diddies explaining each scientific evaluation, I hope to write a story about some of the things it talks about but I have to get my thoughts together, and god knows how long that takes...it could take months....IT COULD TAKE YEARS!
I have a hard time talking to Jacqueline, she always uses this high pitched voice as if she wants everyone to think she's a super nice girl, I mean, she is and all but I can see way past it and how contrived it is. I use that voice when I'm talking to puppies and noone I could possibly spare my image to is nearby. Today she was asking open ended questions in that high pitched voice and acting as if she were interested in my resposes, elaborating on my responses through even more questions. I have a hard time conversing with people who only ask questions, I see it as some sort of a time waster until an event that can take our attention away happens. The sad part is this is some people's default conversation method and it makes it awkward for everyone, and what's even worse is when I try to throw some bit of humor in there, they end up laughing and then asking a question about the joke, making it seem like I'm unconfortable about some aspect in my life....causing me to either a) defend myself or b) continue laughing, this time (most of the time) forced and explain the joke to her.
I have a dynamic with some people, and as nice as she is...I simply do not have one with her, and it's depressing.
Hell, I wish I had time to think. Everytime I fall even a couple hours behind schedule of what I normally should be doing, I fall into a miserable mess. Feces strewn and dangling about my mess of hair I begin to hyperventilate and imagine what life could be if I don't do the said project. I could fall into capitalist slump not being able to pay any of my bills because of my dead end job that hardly pays enough to make my ends meet each week, I would rely on daytime television for financial advice and late night television to fulfill my love life, only to have it unfulfilled and find myself alone on a 2nd hand couch in a studio apartment under the blueish glow of the television masturbating to the postergirls for livelinks, the successful young women with no financial problems.
*inhales*
Putting things into that perspective I think the importance of drawing this lampshade has proportionately grown. I was reading in my sociology book earlier that when people have too many roles with too many demands they go into some sort of shock, this is the shock I am experiencing right now.
Sociology is interesting, it also gives these cute little diddies explaining each scientific evaluation, I hope to write a story about some of the things it talks about but I have to get my thoughts together, and god knows how long that takes...it could take months....IT COULD TAKE YEARS!
I have a hard time talking to Jacqueline, she always uses this high pitched voice as if she wants everyone to think she's a super nice girl, I mean, she is and all but I can see way past it and how contrived it is. I use that voice when I'm talking to puppies and noone I could possibly spare my image to is nearby. Today she was asking open ended questions in that high pitched voice and acting as if she were interested in my resposes, elaborating on my responses through even more questions. I have a hard time conversing with people who only ask questions, I see it as some sort of a time waster until an event that can take our attention away happens. The sad part is this is some people's default conversation method and it makes it awkward for everyone, and what's even worse is when I try to throw some bit of humor in there, they end up laughing and then asking a question about the joke, making it seem like I'm unconfortable about some aspect in my life....causing me to either a) defend myself or b) continue laughing, this time (most of the time) forced and explain the joke to her.
I have a dynamic with some people, and as nice as she is...I simply do not have one with her, and it's depressing.