I've Done Gone Crazy
Time is fabulous. I love time. It's like breathing...it's quite a handy thing until it aint there any more. My one qualm with time? You get enough of it and you start crazy obsessing on stupid ass shit. Or at least I do. Wait...you don't?
So I've had a lot of time on my hands lately, both at work and at home. What have I done with it? Well, firstly I've absolutely adored all the alone time. Secondly, I've been spending way too much time thinking about certain topics. What topics? No matter...what we are more concerned with is my ability to become totally and completely obsessed with something that doesn't matter at all, which I know doesn't matter and I can even rationalize it not mattering...but I can't get it out of my head. What's up with that shit? I'm really over it. Wouldn't it be nice to be able to take certain thoughts and just remove them from your consciousness altogether. Granted, that would probably serve society much better as some sort of a victim recovery process rather than "stop me from going crazy" but I think the point remains. If modern science can map the human genome, clone human beings AND make Britney Spear's boobs change size by multiple cups every two months, they can sure as hell do something about ridding one of repetitive thoughts.
Well, until then, at least there's tequila. Mmmmm....tequila....
So I've had a lot of time on my hands lately, both at work and at home. What have I done with it? Well, firstly I've absolutely adored all the alone time. Secondly, I've been spending way too much time thinking about certain topics. What topics? No matter...what we are more concerned with is my ability to become totally and completely obsessed with something that doesn't matter at all, which I know doesn't matter and I can even rationalize it not mattering...but I can't get it out of my head. What's up with that shit? I'm really over it. Wouldn't it be nice to be able to take certain thoughts and just remove them from your consciousness altogether. Granted, that would probably serve society much better as some sort of a victim recovery process rather than "stop me from going crazy" but I think the point remains. If modern science can map the human genome, clone human beings AND make Britney Spear's boobs change size by multiple cups every two months, they can sure as hell do something about ridding one of repetitive thoughts.
Well, until then, at least there's tequila. Mmmmm....tequila....
posted by La Doña at 5:22 PM
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Have you had the job review yet? How did it go if you did? I'm supposed to meet a friend out for his birthday tonight and really feel like going to bed and so I'm trying to talk myself into getting enthusied about doing something. Seems a little difficult right now.
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