Wednesday,
July 2, 2008 at 8:27am
Don't
read this. It will be a waste of your time. There is nothing thought
provoking or worthwhile by any measure I can surmise.
I could clean my room, but no one is coming over.
I could watch tv, but its too early for anything potentially interesting.
I could try to sleep, but I've never had a good reason not to in the past, why start thinking so hard now.
I could play my guitar, but I can't use my amp.
I could do the dishes, but only 3 of them are mine.
I could clean the cat box, but I don't feel like going downstairs.
I could start reading, but I don't want to get tied down for that long.
I could refold clothes, but I can't think of why I folded them in the first place.
I could play grand theft auto IV, but I don't care to hook up the PS3.
I could get a job, but it would be for a month and at most make me $300.
I could rant about Christianity, but I always feel like all I ever do is repeat myself.
I could watch porn, but I don't have speakers nor will it hold my attention.
I could take the trash out, but that would be too noisy.
I could kill time seeing movies, but I've seen every movie.
I could walk the dog, but she's got a bad hip.
I could start doing drugs, but if all the reasons not too could be summed up in a lazy sentence alone, I'd already be doing them.
I could get my eyebrow pierced, but my dad will react negatively.
I might update my ipod with these videos I can't hear on my computer.
I might fight with opening this half melted reese's.
I might re-copy Across the Universe onto my computer.
I might collect the trash in my room to one central location.
I might search for cheap guitar stands on craigslist and google.
I might disable my alarm clock before it wakes me up for the places I don't have to be.
I might just stop this abruptly and lay here thinking about how pointless my life is currently going.
I need a new wallet.
I need to put the random things on my dresser in drawers.
I need to put on chapstick.
I want those band kids to give me the money and order forms for the metronomes.
I want a really big and soft chair to read in.
I want more than five feet of walking space in my bedroom.
I want another external hard drive.
I want to sell my tv.
I want to find more people that think like me and byron.
I want a place to light fires.
I want to do motocross, snowboarding, water boarding...I want to do everything in the X games well.
I want to finish this mound of books I have.
I want a worthwhile commitment or a problem to fix.
I want to know what the hell happened to both of my bikes.
I want to know why people can't read simple directions.
I could clean my room, but no one is coming over.
I could watch tv, but its too early for anything potentially interesting.
I could try to sleep, but I've never had a good reason not to in the past, why start thinking so hard now.
I could play my guitar, but I can't use my amp.
I could do the dishes, but only 3 of them are mine.
I could clean the cat box, but I don't feel like going downstairs.
I could start reading, but I don't want to get tied down for that long.
I could refold clothes, but I can't think of why I folded them in the first place.
I could play grand theft auto IV, but I don't care to hook up the PS3.
I could get a job, but it would be for a month and at most make me $300.
I could rant about Christianity, but I always feel like all I ever do is repeat myself.
I could watch porn, but I don't have speakers nor will it hold my attention.
I could take the trash out, but that would be too noisy.
I could kill time seeing movies, but I've seen every movie.
I could walk the dog, but she's got a bad hip.
I could start doing drugs, but if all the reasons not too could be summed up in a lazy sentence alone, I'd already be doing them.
I could get my eyebrow pierced, but my dad will react negatively.
I might update my ipod with these videos I can't hear on my computer.
I might fight with opening this half melted reese's.
I might re-copy Across the Universe onto my computer.
I might collect the trash in my room to one central location.
I might search for cheap guitar stands on craigslist and google.
I might disable my alarm clock before it wakes me up for the places I don't have to be.
I might just stop this abruptly and lay here thinking about how pointless my life is currently going.
I need a new wallet.
I need to put the random things on my dresser in drawers.
I need to put on chapstick.
I want those band kids to give me the money and order forms for the metronomes.
I want a really big and soft chair to read in.
I want more than five feet of walking space in my bedroom.
I want another external hard drive.
I want to sell my tv.
I want to find more people that think like me and byron.
I want a place to light fires.
I want to do motocross, snowboarding, water boarding...I want to do everything in the X games well.
I want to finish this mound of books I have.
I want a worthwhile commitment or a problem to fix.
I want to know what the hell happened to both of my bikes.
I want to know why people can't read simple directions.
