I should be sleeping...

Do you ever have those moments when you're so bored with everything, and you don't have any new reading material, and you have stuff to do, but you don't want to do it, so you just sit in front of the computer, and wonder where the hell everyone else is? Don't these people know that they exist solely for my amusement??? What the fuck?

I have a really bad habit when I'm bored. I start talking to myself, just crazy shit. My mind just starts racing from one weird idea to another.

I wonder about really stupid stuff sometimes. Of course, right now, I can't think of any of the more entertaining thoughts I've experienced before. I have such a horrible memory. And before anyone says it, it's not because of my age. I've always had a poor memory. I am the stereotypical absent minded person who will walk into a room, and suddenly not have a clue why I did it. I do that at work quite often. I will walk out of my office, start down the hall, and then stop and ask myself where the hell am I going, anyway? I had a purpose when I got up, but what was it??? So, then I have to cover for myself, and go to the office supply closet and get a pen or something, or go upstairs and check my mailbox. Just anything. And hoping I will remember what I got up for in the first place.

I do that with blogging ideas, too. Or for posts on OT. I'll think of something that, in my mind, is clever or thought provoking or whatever, but when I finally have time to sit down and post, *poof* ! the idea is long gone. One of the more recent thoughts to go poof was I wanted to thank Monsty for her prom thread. I had a real snarky comment to make about one of the posts, but then I couldn't remember for the life of me what it was.

I was really bored tonight. All the shows I was watching have ended. Hell's Kitchen - over. Whatever the other show I was watching - over. <---See? I can't even remember what show I was watching. Damn! What reality show was on Monday nights??? Or maybe it's not over, but I just can't remember the show's title, and so I just missed it. I have been watching Design Star, but it will be over soon. A few years ago, I was watching practically every reality show that was on. I don't do that now. There's too many!!! I'm amazed at these people who can name cast members for every season. Once the season's over, I move on, and forget pretty much everything I just saw. I can't wait for Bravo to air the 2nd season of Top Chef. Does anyone know when that is supposed to start? I've been lurking on the BB basher's forum. I really don't understand the venom that some people put out, especially over people they don't even know. It really makes me wonder about human nature sometimes. Why do people feel the need to tear down other people? (I include myself in this - I can make some of the bitchiest, cruel remarks that you will ever come across.) I really don't understand the bashing that some people do. I can deal with the second guessing of the game play, and saying the players should have/could have done things differently, but the personal remarks blow me away. I need a hobby. Last year, I had started making pillows, and I had planned on making a couple of quilts - one for arkieboy, and one for me. I sketched out the plan, even bought the material for arkieboy's, and that's as far as I've gotten. I need to start cutting out the material and making the blocks, but I keep getting hung up on the basics. I can't make my pattern to cut the blocks. If I ever get it made, it will be a pretty cool looking quilt. I just have to get started. I really miss the bar. I loved getting to chat with different people. Whenever I sign on to Yahoo IM, nobody's ever on. But even if someone was on, it's not like I really have anything to talk about. "What did you do today?" I went to work, and I came home. That would be the reply for anyday. I don't go anywhere, and I don't do anything. Do you ever just have bits of songs come to mind based on something someone else says? I do that with peoples posts all the time. And sometimes with mine. Just like that last paragraph made the song She's Lump by The Presidents of the United States come to mind.

Lump sat alone in a boggy marsh,
Totally motionless except for her heart
Mud flowed up into Lump's pajamas
She totally confused all the passing pirahnas

She's Lump, she's Lump
She's in my head
She's Lump, she's Lump, she's Lump
She might be dead

Lump lingered last in line for brains
And the one she got was sorta rotten and insane
Small things so sad that birds could land
Is Lump fast asleep or rockin' out with the band?

She's Lump, she's Lump
She's in my head
She's Lump, she's Lump, she's Lump
She might be dead

When Lump was limp and lonely and needed a shove
Lump slipped on a kiss and tumbled into love
She spent her twenties between the sheets
Life limped along at sub-sonic speeds

She's Lump, she's Lump
She's in my head
She's Lump, she's Lump, she's Lump
She might be dead

Is this Lump outta my head?
I think so
Is this Lump outta my head?
I think so
Is this Lump outta my head?
I think so
Is this Lump outta my head?

Meh. Could I be anymore insane? Seriously. It's 11:15, I need to go to bed, and instead I'm sitting here posting all kinds or random shit, none of which probably makes any sense.