Sunday, August 13, 2006
I Begin To Get Bored Of Writing Diaries (1)
Dear Diary,
(For lack of a better pen-pal, I postpone my termination of any intercourse between you and I, ungrateful, unfeeling though you be.)
Boredom. Is linked, extremely closely, to misery. Boredom causes misery, and in many cases, though one may not realise it, misery results in boredom, because you spend so much time moping and sitting down and staring at a very aesthetically displeasing object, commonly patches of a wall or floor, possibly the two largest, plainest parts of a house (photographs and pictureframes aren't counted; they are not part of the wall, but hung on them with a detached identity).
Boredom is lethal. It is a most peculiar drug. If taken in excess, Boredom can cause both severe pain and an encompassing, complete numbness, the former to the mental processes of the consumer, who then suffers from great psycological stress when trying to think up different ways of overcoming these symptoms of the said drug, for example coversation, when there is no one around; a computer game, when there are none to be played; or perhaps a storybook, when all books have already been read, and of course this situation is not augmented by the constant, heightening belief that one is getting fatter and fatter just sitting there eating and eating (for at the end of the day, indeed gastronomical pursuits are the only escape), or that one is getting smellier and smellier sweating in the turgid heat, and the latter (refer to above for the relative definition of this expression) applied to bodily functions - in general - of the consumer. The loss of will to move, the loss of purpose to move, all adds up to a bent over figure slumped either on the sofa or in bed, refusing to get up, and this refusal will be deep, so very deep that the person gets bored with being bored and this will eventually start that person off on a lecture on how getting bored with being bored is a debatably and reasonably meaningful, if not inconsequentially random but psycologically-based topic.
Man, am I bored.
Ever,
the Darkening Dawn
(For lack of a better pen-pal, I postpone my termination of any intercourse between you and I, ungrateful, unfeeling though you be.)
Boredom. Is linked, extremely closely, to misery. Boredom causes misery, and in many cases, though one may not realise it, misery results in boredom, because you spend so much time moping and sitting down and staring at a very aesthetically displeasing object, commonly patches of a wall or floor, possibly the two largest, plainest parts of a house (photographs and pictureframes aren't counted; they are not part of the wall, but hung on them with a detached identity).
Boredom is lethal. It is a most peculiar drug. If taken in excess, Boredom can cause both severe pain and an encompassing, complete numbness, the former to the mental processes of the consumer, who then suffers from great psycological stress when trying to think up different ways of overcoming these symptoms of the said drug, for example coversation, when there is no one around; a computer game, when there are none to be played; or perhaps a storybook, when all books have already been read, and of course this situation is not augmented by the constant, heightening belief that one is getting fatter and fatter just sitting there eating and eating (for at the end of the day, indeed gastronomical pursuits are the only escape), or that one is getting smellier and smellier sweating in the turgid heat, and the latter (refer to above for the relative definition of this expression) applied to bodily functions - in general - of the consumer. The loss of will to move, the loss of purpose to move, all adds up to a bent over figure slumped either on the sofa or in bed, refusing to get up, and this refusal will be deep, so very deep that the person gets bored with being bored and this will eventually start that person off on a lecture on how getting bored with being bored is a debatably and reasonably meaningful, if not inconsequentially random but psycologically-based topic.
Man, am I bored.
Ever,
the Darkening Dawn
-+Darkening Dawn+-dreamingat >>11:48 PM