Urgh. Phooey.
Aug. 28th, 2005 04:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
readingredheadWell, I'm annoyed because I'm bored. I shouldn't be bored. And so it annoys me. I have everything in the world I could be doing -- I could read, I could write, I could start working on that topic synopsis I've been putting off, I could go outside and run, I could even watch TV.
But nothing sounds so appealing as just sitting and doing nothing and that scares me because nothing is one of the things I hate more than anything else.
To me, doing nothing is just a waste of time. But I don't feel like doing anything other than nothing.
I hate nothing.
I don't even really want to be writing this. It's just something to do to fight the massive spell of boredom I'm dealing with right now. In fact I think I'll stop.
But nothing sounds so appealing as just sitting and doing nothing and that scares me because nothing is one of the things I hate more than anything else.
To me, doing nothing is just a waste of time. But I don't feel like doing anything other than nothing.
I hate nothing.
I don't even really want to be writing this. It's just something to do to fight the massive spell of boredom I'm dealing with right now. In fact I think I'll stop.
