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Boredom
I'm having one of those mornings where my desire to be productive is competing with my desire to be lazy. There's stuff I should probably take care of around the house, and writing I did on Thursday night that I kind of want to continue, and a need to go shopping for some new jeans, and e-mails from friends that need responses, and a million other bits of responsibility nagging, and all I wanna do is turn my back on all of that and find some stimulating entertainment.
Problem is, I'm feeling indecisive as to how to amuse myself. Reading generally works, but I did a bit of that last night. I got my mindless comedy fix Friday night when I saw Superbad. And I reached my quota of junk tv when I spent a couple hours watching Sell This House on A&E yesterday afternoon (which, by the way, was deliciously aggravating. What's not to love about a show that reminds you how woefully unimaginative most Americans are? My favorite moment was when a woman checking out a Vegas townhouse made a comment about the owner's pet rat, implying that it would discourage her from making an offer, as if the thing was an appliance to be included in the transaction.).
Generally, when I get this way, I wind up eating or napping. But neither of those seem really appealing right now. If it wasn't raining, I'd burn off this restless energy with a nice walk, so perhaps I'll find somewhere indoors where I can just wander aimlessly.
Yeah, getting out into the world is just what the doctor ordered.
Problem is, I'm feeling indecisive as to how to amuse myself. Reading generally works, but I did a bit of that last night. I got my mindless comedy fix Friday night when I saw Superbad. And I reached my quota of junk tv when I spent a couple hours watching Sell This House on A&E yesterday afternoon (which, by the way, was deliciously aggravating. What's not to love about a show that reminds you how woefully unimaginative most Americans are? My favorite moment was when a woman checking out a Vegas townhouse made a comment about the owner's pet rat, implying that it would discourage her from making an offer, as if the thing was an appliance to be included in the transaction.).
Generally, when I get this way, I wind up eating or napping. But neither of those seem really appealing right now. If it wasn't raining, I'd burn off this restless energy with a nice walk, so perhaps I'll find somewhere indoors where I can just wander aimlessly.
Yeah, getting out into the world is just what the doctor ordered.
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I too don't understand the American house buying masses. We had a neighbor who had pet snakes. While that wouldn't have stopped me from buying the place (mortal phobia of the damn things) it DID stop another prospective buyer. I just don't understand that. When _I_ go house shopping, I BARELY look at wall placement, let alone the occupant's PETS! Seriously, some of those shows just do nothing but piss me off :)
And boredom does suck out loud. I sooooo wanted to DO something this weekend, but couldn't figure out anything decent or worthwhile and as a result, both Jean and I stayed on the couch watching bad tv both days. Since I work from home, there goes my chance to get out of the house this week!
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Read "Unburnable" by Marie-elana John.
Excellent. Just read it over the weekend~