Time
Time
September 24th, 2003. Nearly 1 pm.
I had forgotten what time it was getting to be. A guy was asleep...on MY couch...in his underwear?
What was the world coming to?
Seriously? I mean, come on...
there was a whole underground scene of people who slept in pajamas, and come to think of it,
a few years ago...I knew some chicks who thought it was cute to wear pajamas out in public...
Not that there was much of a 'public' where I saw them. Mostly mindless icecream eating was taking place.
Mmmm...and it wasn't an icecream social. Maybe they were trying to make a statement.
Here are the statements they seemed to be making to me:
1. We spend FAR too much time in our beds...
(Ah yes, ladies, but doing what?? *cocks eyebrow*
WAIT A MINUTE?!?! cocks eyebrow? Since when.....???
....Nevermind....I'm not taking that road....
2. We want to go to college.
3. Well, I forgot...I really got sidetracked by the cock's eyebrow...I mean
...I'm sorry....but...geez!
I could try to play it off like a little dirty bit of Kim didn't arise...
I could say "Oh yeah...tee-hee...a rooster with an eyebrow.", but...No.
That's not how it went.
See, I really had lost track of the time, and I usually wouldn't mind, but I had things to do
...I don't just mean...I had to pee....although...I did. I had to pee a lot that week.
Maybe there's a point in dehydration where you just start to pee it all out....
Your body gets mad at you so it's all, "Forget you! How do you like this?"
And it just starts peeing everything out.....I'm talkin'...
memories, brain matter, nutrients, ambitions, any strength you have left....etc...
That's nice, thanks a lot, pee!!! Geez. I can't think of a single memory I'd have..........
Wait...sure I can...I can go with a classic...Like seeing those naked, graphic pictures that my grandpa drew
....*shudders*....Yeah...that I could do without. For! sure!
Eitherway, it's not like I wanna get rid (rid deserves a ' infront of it...ya know...'rid) of the memory....
So I better go get some water. Mmmmhmmm. Love that water. *shrug* I guess.
What I really love is.....Well, hehe...that's a long story...
I had just been sitting there for quite some time...and I thought, "Time? Uh-oh."
I didn't bother to look up at a clock....okay...I did, but....there wasn't one there.
I waste too much time....I mean, I hear people say that all the time...
and half the time they're carrying around a list of things they need to get done that day
and their cellphone rings as they're trying to explain to me what else they could squeeze in each day,
but....don't. I just give 'em a look of confused ick....
and say...in my tone..."Yeah..What a waste."...as I think of
what a frickin' (IT'S NOT A SWEAR!! - Peter) waste I am...acting like.
Honestly, I get up WHEN I feel like it...I do NOTHING....all day long...
...Sounded great to people when I was younger, but now......well....Ya know.
I waste time. And, I hate time...
I hate to think of time so if I ever want to make myself do something
I have to look at it a different way in order to make myself sick of my behavior
....'cause otherwise I just scoff and say, "Good waste time...blehk!"
So, I think...okay what am I really wasting?
When I see that truth...I wanna puke.
I had certainly let time sneak by me.
By the time I looked at a clock it was 10 minutes in counting.
How come time never passed like that when I was a kid waiting to go somewhere fun?
That's what I wanna know, but if I dive into that kinda talk....
I'll become 70 years old really quick...in my head...and probably yours.
There sure are a lot of songs about time....
yeah..and love. *shrug* And, love and time..
..AND even time and love....etc....
There sure are a lot of songs.
8 minutes. I should have already been ready....I was...in my head.
Heck, I'd been ready in my head for weeks...
Ever since I got the news that something terribly enthrawling (I can't spell. *shrug*) was going to be happening.
TV and I can put aside our differences for a few things.....
1. A good movie....which well....I have to be in the mood for....
2. Cartoons....mostly NickToons these days, etc...
3. Old TV...dig it. *wink and point*
4. FORget it.
When it hit the 5 minute mark I was still just sitting there. I figured I'd waste as much time as I could.
Another minute went by. My neck hurt. I had to pee.
About that being 70 thing.... "I Love the 70's"...that rotten VH1...
I was up rather late watching that stupid show....Hehe.
There sure are a lot of famous quotes about time.
I only had two minutes left....I went early.
Go figure....'cause time can be so lovely.