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Binky's Guide to Everything: All Your Boredom Are Belong To Me
Bias rants, pointless bitching, female wrath, jibberings of boredom, ramblings of insanity... You get the picture. Some stuff about me, my 'non-life,' people in said non-life, and what ever else I may feel in the mood to write.
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Some Seriousness, and Some Fun |
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You know, life is so much easier when you’re an idiot.
How do I know?
I’ve become extremely good at playing stupid for the past couple of months. I’m tired of having ‘significant’ conversations; I’m tired of giving advice to people who only want it for the sake of attention. I’m tired of looking at a situation and knowing all the possible ways it’s going to turn out.
I’m tired of being ‘insightful.’ I’m tired of being treated like a ******** Magic-8-Ball when my ‘friends’ don’t know what to do with themselves… And I’m especially tired of being able to see everyone’s bullshit, no matter how sincere they pretend to be.
In all honesty, I’ve given up on people, and I’ve never felt better about it. Ever since, I haven’t felt a single need to angst at The Unfairness Of It All, because it doesn’t matter anymore. I know, some of you might be thinking that if I feel the need to share this, then it must be bothering me to some degree. I’ll admit, it probably does and I just don’t realize it. But it’s more of a “theoretically, this is a very sad concept… I could make one kick a** novel out of it.” Besides, no one reads my journal anymore, so it’s not as though I’m ‘sharing’ a whole lot.
But no, why I really feel like saying this is because I’m certain at least a few of my friends are wondering what’s been going on since I’ve been so… boring lately (or cold, it depends on your point of view and how sharp your observational skills are). If you want the truth, it’s been very difficult resisting the urge to tell everyone to ******** off and get out of my life. And the only reason I haven’t (yet), is because there is a chance that I will regret isolating myself ten years down the road.
Anyway, back to the idiot thing.
I’ve noticed that I no longer have to put up with all the bullshit listed above as long as if I just skim over whatever the hell these people are trying to pull me into.
Person: ‘Oh… I’m having a terrible day…” Me: ‘That sucks.’ Person: ‘Yeah…’ Me: ‘So, any plans for the week?’
So much easier if I just Don’t. Ask. I call it Operation Clueless.
Because it’s much more awesome when you make it sound official.
((topic change!)) I am Geeking Out so much with fanfiction.net. Writing is so much easier when I don’t have to bother inventing the characters myself, you know? Hey, I can’t be the only one here. Haven’t been getting very far since I’ve been obsessing over Lavi from D.Grey-Man. Don’t ask me why. I just seem to go through these fazes every once in a while. The only other anime character I’ve ever obsessed over was L Lawliet (if you share my fandom, I need say no more… if you like Light Yagami… you suck. ¬-¬ ).
So, I’ve been working mornings lately at The A-Dub. xP Gotta say, I can’t believe 5 o’clock in the morning is now average for me. I’ve seriously got to find a new job. I love working with the people here, and I’ve learned a crap load that I couldn’t at any other job. But it’s time for a change, you know? I feel like a freaking trained monkey most of the time, and it is not pleasant when I start to fall into a rut. Horrible things happen there. When I get bored, unpleasantness ensues. Sadistic unpleasantness.
The world is a much holier place when I am not bored.
… Our Christmas Tree is up! ^_^ How fun is that? It’s already got a pretty big stack of presents under it. We’re actually staying home this year, so that makes it even more fun. Baked goodies galore!
Oh, and some random fun at work:
I’m sitting, waiting for my ride (seems to happen a lot), when James comes into the back.
“Amanda, you’re still here? Go home already. gonk ”
“Believe me, I would if I could.” He went into the bathroom, came back out.
“Yo, why don’t you just ride Collin home?”
“… Huh?”
“He’s just like a horse! Ambush him in the kitchen, jump on his back, and you’re set. *makes spanking motions* Giddi-up, all the way home.”
“. . . Uh…”
Ok, I laughed. I mean, how else was I going to react to something like that? Anyway, he left and I heard some mumbling. Then Collin comes in for his break, laughing as well.
“… James is one sick b*****d.”
“Yeah…” We chat for a few minutes, then James comes back in.
“Like a horse, Collin. Like a horse. twisted ”
“Yeah, whatever you say, man.”
“Heheheh, you know what we’re doin’ the next time I have a couple beers, eh? >=3 ”
Yeah, I work with some interesting people. XD I don’t really have much else to ramble about.
=_Serious Sarcasm_= · Mon Nov 10, 2008 @ 03:51am · 0 Comments |
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