10.24.2004
I can never give up...this boy is exhausted
Yeah. I know. I'm not male, but I just really hate it when people change song lyrics to match their situation...they're just not theirs to change...know what I mean? So...you get the point.
So, what am I exhausted from? Is it the endless nights of alcohol consumption? The tiresome (sarcasim can be hard to catch written down) 20-30 hours a week I put into work? No...it must be the wasted cumulative hours I spend cleaning up cat hair. True, all these things can be annoying, but not all that exhausting.
What IS exhausting is trying to figure out what people are thinking and why they do what they do. There are so many studies devoted to this...so many jobs that revolve around this...But why? What's the point? We've been told all our lives that were all one of a kind...special...individuals...no two people are going to think or act exactly the same way. So, how is any one person going to truly figure out anything about another? I know, I know...this is a stupid general observation...not meant to signify anything but my ramblings.
Sometimes I think that I have certain people figured out. I tend to be a concrete and logical person...point A will lead to point B and here's why...and this is what messes me up when it comes to people. They just don't work that way...do they? I know this, but I try anyway...like those other people who get paid to do it...but a lot less important and in-depth.
So, here we go...it's time to stop pondering general bullshit...and I'll just throw it out here even though it may get me in trouble. WHY, oh WHY would an ex-girlfriend of some months ago decide to reclaim me now? There's been plenty of time in the past...and we were doing so good...the timing just seems far too perfect. How about you just tell me?
Again, diving into the personal relationships for the the entire interweb to view. Let's keep the uber-specific comments to email...as in, I shouldn't be talking about this here anyway...but, hey that's what happens when beer, 4 a.m., frustration and computers mix.
Cheer up!
i think you should vacation in Memphis next month.
besides, we can go to Graceland and make fun of the people who cry in the backyard. (Because, as we all know, Elvis really isn't buried there...suckers!)
My rambling on this subject is as follows: I believe that people studying "what people are thinking and why they do what they do" are spinning their wheels, and I hope they do so forever. Once humankind figures something out, gravity, atomic energy, etc, we learn how to manipulate it.
DA
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