Friday, January 07, 2005
So Like, Wow and Stuff!
Hmm I am in an odd mood right now. I am tired, I want to sleep, I should sleep, my body wants to sleep.
Something is keeping me up, and I dont know why.
So my lack of sleeping with bring to you, today, a blog. Don't worry it won't be in the form of an essay (the drinking one) and no there will not be a quiz (when was the last time I passed Genetic quiz's with any regularity, I cant even remember, 207 maybe).
Don't put your replies in the form of a question either, though you have that option, should you so desire.
Not that you guys reply to my blogs, though I was sure you would on the drinking blog...cause honestly its 2+ pages of pure BS.
I have work in 6 hours, thats unsettling. I don't want to work tomorrow, but I have too. One of my dad's employees is fucking the dog (not working very quickly) and so to get the job done, little worker drone that I am, I have to work harder. Why do I do this? Im not sure, guilt mostly I guess, maybe pride in my work. Funny thing is, I'm good at this kinda thing, I sort of enjoy it as well. I like being able to do something well, and have people comment. The people whom we are fixing their bathroom told me today I should think about becoming a painter (not an artist but a painter painter). I don't leave lines and I cut well (also called trimming, its when you can't us a roller and have to use a brush). Its mind off work too. Believe it or not, but I like not having to think, I like leisure thinking. Being in school is the intellectual equivalent of a slave. They have you by the short hairs and you will learn what you are told to learn. Being a painter, or a drywaller, or a carpenter, is the intellectual equivalent of the idley rich. You think about whateve and whomever you want. Its relaxing.
I guess that's why I'm gonna be a pilot. You mostly just react or if you do think, its shit you already memorized on the ground.
Chris is over, so Im gonna cut this short.
But I'll make Chris Sign up for a blog, finally, and there we go.
Hopefully he can tell you all about his wonderful night out with Lunsey and her slutty friend.
Something is keeping me up, and I dont know why.
So my lack of sleeping with bring to you, today, a blog. Don't worry it won't be in the form of an essay (the drinking one) and no there will not be a quiz (when was the last time I passed Genetic quiz's with any regularity, I cant even remember, 207 maybe).
Don't put your replies in the form of a question either, though you have that option, should you so desire.
Not that you guys reply to my blogs, though I was sure you would on the drinking blog...cause honestly its 2+ pages of pure BS.
I have work in 6 hours, thats unsettling. I don't want to work tomorrow, but I have too. One of my dad's employees is fucking the dog (not working very quickly) and so to get the job done, little worker drone that I am, I have to work harder. Why do I do this? Im not sure, guilt mostly I guess, maybe pride in my work. Funny thing is, I'm good at this kinda thing, I sort of enjoy it as well. I like being able to do something well, and have people comment. The people whom we are fixing their bathroom told me today I should think about becoming a painter (not an artist but a painter painter). I don't leave lines and I cut well (also called trimming, its when you can't us a roller and have to use a brush). Its mind off work too. Believe it or not, but I like not having to think, I like leisure thinking. Being in school is the intellectual equivalent of a slave. They have you by the short hairs and you will learn what you are told to learn. Being a painter, or a drywaller, or a carpenter, is the intellectual equivalent of the idley rich. You think about whateve and whomever you want. Its relaxing.
I guess that's why I'm gonna be a pilot. You mostly just react or if you do think, its shit you already memorized on the ground.
Chris is over, so Im gonna cut this short.
But I'll make Chris Sign up for a blog, finally, and there we go.
Hopefully he can tell you all about his wonderful night out with Lunsey and her slutty friend.
# posted by Ty @ 2:55 AM 
