Saturday, October 01, 2005

..nine a.m. on Tuesday morning..

An ambling rambling post so tune out now - I am.

Feeling really rather bored with the detritus of adult life. I feel like a child still despite the years piling up and the hideous accumulation of stupidity induced debt [university degree pssssssssssssht]. Worse yet, I feel like a bored and petulant child. Someone entertain me for fuck’s sake [yes, fuck likes sake, I know because I asked fuck and it said so] because I’m doing a shitty job of entertaining myself. Here I am so enter… - ooh gossip rag, Courtney Love! blow my brain and call me entertained for entertained I am. It’s the mind witheringly stupid things that are providing my entertainment of the day. The disturbed and disturbing relationship pairing of fuckwit and fucktard, the appalling behaviour of an adolescent, the ineptitude of almost everyone I’ve come across today. The necessity for redundancy that twists through the daily lives of so many and that they so joyfully visit upon us. [‘I’ll fax that for you’ ‘Can you fax that for me now’ ‘Yes, I’m faxing that for you now’ ‘You’ll fax that straight away then, it’s just that..’] No, once is not enough. Some things are better repeated. I like alcohol to repeat though I don’t like it to repeat upon me. I like the good and joyful things to repeat, the fun things, yet it’s the dumb things that do. And never just the once.
I’m waiting for life’s next instalment and I suspect it starts at nine a.m. on Tuesday morning or is that ten o’clock on Tuesday evening………..? The beauty of the day has been in the detail and of the minutiae my daily horoscope provided some of the most welcome relief. A licence to do nothing, if you will. Quoth the Cainer:
You ought to be cruising through life in fourth gear at the moment. If you find yourself needing to rev your engine or push hard, it's a sign that you are attempting to gain something unnecessary. Do what's easy. While this is a policy that can sometimes lead to laziness or lack of imagination, it's an appropriate way for you to proceed at the moment.
Oh aye? Oh look, the ayes have it. Nada it is-a. I’m good with being told that my inactivity is, in fact or fiction, the thing for me.
It’s been a day of pointless paid boredom and unstartling revelation. The Sound of Music and dinner and the horror of being hot for the Captain – puts that childhood fondness for Edelweiss into perspective. I’m even thinking of watching Star Wars [again] so I can enjoy the delight-o-vision that is the young Harrison Ford and because, well, a lass can’t have enough Star Wars in her life, it can’t be seen too often. Any who disagree can go fuck a wookie – we know where they live now, they are many, they are furry, they all probably need a good wash and blow.

Until tomorrow – get out your fiddles the city is afire.

11 comments:

Anonymous said...

Great post - I love the alcohol/repeat quote. And you know, I usually feel a bit bored as well. Maybe we're gifted childs stuck in the wrong class?

Unknown said...

Ahh Star Wars, the spage age tragedie....

Isn't everyone bored?

Anonymous said...

From a blokes perspective, I can see Han Solo, but the Captain? Meh. Julie Andrews had a 'nice girl who could be bad' thing going on in my head for a while.

"I feel like a child still despite the years piling up..". Yup, that pretty much sums it up for me.

Shelley said...

The Captain....now I could analyse it [actually I have] and share but I think we might all be a bit disturbed by it. Okay, I'm disturbed but I'm not going to share how much.

Some people seem not to be bored. Some people seem to enjoy the crappy bits of adulthood. Some people get off paying bills and acting all together. Sure, they eventually all end up on prozac [or similar] or going postal or both or hang about listening to me ramble...sorry where was I? Some people choose not to choose life - no, hang on, I stole that didn't I? I'm sure it's all very interesting for them, must be 'cause they're always so willing to share [oh dear, the dread pirate irony]. I'm bored, again, and being silly. I wonder if there's a life without boredom? Maybe we are just stuck in the wrong class [here I am, stuck in the middle with you]?

Ah.

Adam said...

Well, where do we go from here?

Adam said...

P.S) I love it when this blogger thing asks me to choose an identity. Fo real.

How freakin cool would it be to choose which identity you were going to be today?!?

Shelley said...

Um, doesn't everybody choose their identity daily...?

:p

Anonymous said...

I am honest and a bit stroppy some of the time. i like to iceskate becausse me and my friend go to blackburn at the weekends. i have short brown hair and brown eyes. i wear glasses they are pink but i am getting contact lenses soon because i hate my glasses. i have a brother and sister and love to PARTY.

Anonymous said...

of course we choose our identities daily, it's just more fun to do so on blogger...

Anonymous said...

Yeah, dig it.

Shelley said...

One or two litle things - now what is again that amuses me about Mark being Luke [oh how biblical]?

Shopaholic - what the fuck? If I cared I'd have asked.

And for that other one - I knew there was someone watching over me. It's the fire alarm, isn't it, you perve? I hope it's as boring watching as it is doing.