I BLOGGED SO MUCH I BORED A HOLE IN MY COMPUTER KEYBOARD
March 26th 2007 01:48
I have come to the conclusion that I am bored…. B-O-R-E-D….I just looked it up, and yep, that sounds just about right…. tired and irritable either because of being exposed to something uninteresting or because of having nothing to do….
The above pretty well sums my life up at the moment…..
How can doing nothing be so bloody….well….boring?
Why cant I keep myself entertained, keep my mind ticking over ….1, 2 nothing to do, 3, 4 god lifes a bore, 5, 6 my minds playing tricks?
Why can’t I be content just to sit, reflect and be with myself for a while without constantly distracting myself?
Could it be that I am avoiding the fact that my life has ground to a halt….
the engines are stalled, the battery is flat and my road side service membership has expired and I cant get a jump start.
I feel like I am in limbo, a holding pattern, I bought a one way ticket to
nowheresville, where nothing ever happens, except waiting for something…..anything to happen…But what’s going to happen if I don’t get off my lethargic mental arse and make something happen?
Why am I expecting the universe to put out for me when I’m not putting anything in, who said it’s my god given right to have my life plan laid out like a map in front of my glazed eyes to follow willy nilly when I feel like it?
That’s it there’s nothing for it……………..I’m going to take photos of my navel and manipulate them in photoshop then contemplate them…………….
The above pretty well sums my life up at the moment…..
How can doing nothing be so bloody….well….boring?
Why cant I keep myself entertained, keep my mind ticking over ….1, 2 nothing to do, 3, 4 god lifes a bore, 5, 6 my minds playing tricks?
Why can’t I be content just to sit, reflect and be with myself for a while without constantly distracting myself?
Could it be that I am avoiding the fact that my life has ground to a halt….
the engines are stalled, the battery is flat and my road side service membership has expired and I cant get a jump start.
I feel like I am in limbo, a holding pattern, I bought a one way ticket to
nowheresville, where nothing ever happens, except waiting for something…..anything to happen…But what’s going to happen if I don’t get off my lethargic mental arse and make something happen?
Why am I expecting the universe to put out for me when I’m not putting anything in, who said it’s my god given right to have my life plan laid out like a map in front of my glazed eyes to follow willy nilly when I feel like it?
That’s it there’s nothing for it……………..I’m going to take photos of my navel and manipulate them in photoshop then contemplate them…………….
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Comment by David
I blame Orble myself ...
For rarely having anything of interest to read ...
At least your post about boredom was interesting ... I'd actually like to read more posts like this ... instead of the ones about (whatever it is the other bloggers blog on about ... [the ones I don't read ...
I take one look at their blog title headers and just go ... okay ... another person trying to be unreal ... another person whose just realised that Orble is a great outlet for being unreal ...
the whole point of Blogging to me is just a bit of social interaction ... the more real a person is about what's going on in their life or in their mind? the more interested I am in it ...
Shit, I get bored somedays ....
Okay so I get pissed off with how boring and unreal people are more than I get bored ... (so I guess boring, unreal people have their purpose in life ... [but a genuine post about suffering the effects of boredom is neither boring nor unreal ...
I never get bored whacking off ... (I only get disappointed that it takes a few minutes to go again ...
David ...
Comment by Lily
Ars Poetica
loved the navel comment btw...
~Lily
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Comment by Wendi
Boredom is a curse word in our house. I taunt my children with it, really. If they say or look bored, I always offer them a list of things they could do. By the time I get to item # 5 on the list, they give me the nevermind and find something of interest with which to occupy themselves. To my knowlege, they've yet to photograph their belly buttons. Mine's not worth photographing.
I have a funny story about my son catching me in pseudo-boredom and offering me something to do, but I'll save that story for another day. Yours is much more entertaining!!
W
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