Used Words

I sit here, looking at the blank screen, on which I'm supposed to use the keyboard to type things that, as I say on my twitter, are the things I think about. No one wants to read about how I am having a hard time thinking of topics to entertain myself and the reader. I don't want to just throw down words of which I don't know enough about the subject, as I did with the water conservation topic I covered last week, but I am also too lazy to research anything to inform the people. So I think I'll just bullshit my way through this one...

I had a thought. Sometimes after I read something, especially from a physical source, like a newspaper or a magazine, I feel like the words are now used. And anyone who reads that paper after me will be reading used words. Like if I hand the paper to my usual weekday coworker, and she reads an article, then I read the same article, those are used up words. I can't give her the highlights of the article, because she already read it, so why do I bother? If I don't read a section of a the paper, I feel like those are wasted words. They were printed because they felt you should read that. You should know what they had to say or report on. By not reading the Local and Business section, I am neglecting the writer. This is not true, some people I'm sure only read that section, as that is usually the part that actually pertains to peoples lives in the distribution area, assuming there wasn't some really big news that would place the story on the front page, or main section. Sometimes I decide to read it, but mostly I'm ready to move on to video games or whatever after i finish the main section. When I do read that Local section, though, seems that I usually find a bit of information in that section that I'm really glad I read, or else I would have missed out. I need to do a better job on that section from now on. I don't want those words to go unread. I don't want to hurt their feelings.

But seriously, I always felt like, when in a waiting room somewhere like a doctors office or something, when you read the crumpled weeks old copy of US Weekly or People, that you know those words have been read by a whole bunch of people. It feels like the thrift store of words. You know they were used, because they look used, but you don't really know by how many. The thought scares me a little. You are not the first to discover these words, specifically. They're used, and it's old news.

I wonder if a writer knows how many people will read what they are writing when they write it? I know that there will be...oh, say, 5 people reading this. Tops. I know that I can just write whatever, and I don't mean to get all hostile but, I like that you people are reading this and all, but I don't care if you do or not. I just like to write words, man. I'm going to write it anyway. That's it for me. I like it because I get to put thoughts down onto digital whatevers. If you like it, I appreciate it. You would have never made it this far if you weren't mildly interested, right?

Thank you for using these words. They feel the love.

Meandering Thoughts of a Lazy Bastard

When I get around to doing things that I feel I should be doing to make myself happier, sometimes I go forth and make it reality, and sometimes I just totally forget about it and put it off. I have currently set myself up with entirely too many things that theoretically should make me happier, but now I've gotten to the point where I'm stressing myself out with the amount of fun things I want to do. My main problem is that I've got too many things to do with not enough time in the day to do them. A normal day during the week would include sleeping in till around nine, reading the newspaper, making/drinking coffee, then playing Modern Warfare 2 until it's time to take a shower and eat lunch so I can go to work and make money. Somewhere within there, I open my computer and check my social networking sites, and also try to see other interesting things scattered about the Internet, but I usually just look at the clock, think about how little time I have to be fiddling around with the Internet, and get moving on to the next thing. There is never enough time in the mornings to do the other things I want to do.



I have set myself up with too much reading, to the point that I feel I have to go out of my way to read them. I get a newspaper daily, Sports Illustrated weekly, and Alternative Press monthly. I've found that reading the paper in the morning is becoming a headache, because there are so many other things I would rather be doing. So now the dilemma comes in where I don't really want to read the paper anymore, but I feel an obligation to read it so I'm at least somewhat informed. People will say "that's what the Internet is for." And to them I'll say "but the Internet is killing the print news, which I like." So do I continue my subscription to the paper, which is about $16 a month? Or do I cancel it so I can do other things I want to accomplish daily? There is so much to read already, with the magazines and the Internets...I don't know what to do.



I also have some very expensive video games currently collecting their weight in dust as well. Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2 has absolutely DOMINATED my attention for the past month and a half. I own Madden 10 and NBA Live 10 as well and I know I would seriously enjoy playing them, but right after I get done with CoD...which never happens because I run out of time every day. "I'll play Madden tomorrow" usually turn into "I'll play Madden tomorrow" the next day as well. I paid good money for that to just sit there. And I enjoy it! I just need to quit my job so I can play more video games.



Additionally, there are millions of songs that have been recorded that I have never heard. I am on an announced mission to listen to damn near every one of them. But guess what? I don't have the time to sit there and really listen to any of it. Why? because I'm reading the paper and playing Call of Duty. Believe it or not, as I sit back and think about it, I'M BITCHING ABOUT ENJOYING MYSELF AT HOME ON MY COUCH. So I take back everything I just said.



Which brings me to my next part. I daydream at work about heading back to the FREE fitness center at my apartment complex because I have gained 1o pounds in the past few months from my increased laziness. Defenitly no time for that.



Thanks for reading, I'll be playing Call of Duty if you need me.