My Quest To Do Nothing
Background Noise: 'bucks... and the middle school just let out.
Last Visited:daypop
Random Thought: if i walked in the door right now i would seriously question if this was a coffee shop or a day care center
Mood: relishing
I should give doing nothing an honest shot.
I started off my day well enough - i didn't get out of bed until 2, and even then, i mainly left because i felt i needed at least some form of food. So i wandered here to 'bucks with my laptop and bag o' entertainment with me and sat down at this table with my coffee and a gingerbread slice (which i supposed technically is 'food' though i'm not sure you'd call it 'breakfast'). And every five minutes i feel this urge, this tick, this tug, this need to get up, get out, call someone, see something, learn something, buy something, offer my help or advice or opinion or a suggestion on something - anything. I need to chat, to converse, to learn or meet or experience or... do! And i feel this tug and i hear my to-do list running through my head and i want to laugh at how hard it is for me to truly do nothing.
Well, nothing within reason.
After all, i'm here with chat windows open, typing this blog post, flush with new information from my news trawl (the iTMS is in the top 10 music stores for Q3! our stock price passed $66.68/share!), i've made 4 phone calls (and left 4 messages), and i'm debating the merits of seeing Pride and Prejudice again before Gilmore Girls tonight.
But wouldn't it be interesting if instead of seeing a movie, instead of going to a store or driving up to Tiberon i just... stayed here. Or stayed home. Or, a little more leniently, stayed within a mile of my apartment?
Think of all of the things i could do within walking distance. Well, i'm already at starbucks with it's net connections. There are grocery stores and take out for dinner, and i have my tv and a pile of books at home. And i'd always have my phone.
So i wouldn't really be doing nothing... i'd just... be ...living in my neighborhood, instead of constantly trying to escape.
Huh. What an interesting experiment.
Now, granted, i'm not sure i can actually last a whole day, but it's worth a shot. Especially since today has basically been shortened so much by my sleeping in (heaven). Do you think i can do it? Last the next 8 hours without leaving a mile radius in the middle of suburbia? Without being bored? Without wanting to leave?
I'll give it a shot.
Well, at least until someone calls me back.
Expression:
Last Visited:daypop
Random Thought: if i walked in the door right now i would seriously question if this was a coffee shop or a day care center
Mood: relishing
I should give doing nothing an honest shot.
I started off my day well enough - i didn't get out of bed until 2, and even then, i mainly left because i felt i needed at least some form of food. So i wandered here to 'bucks with my laptop and bag o' entertainment with me and sat down at this table with my coffee and a gingerbread slice (which i supposed technically is 'food' though i'm not sure you'd call it 'breakfast'). And every five minutes i feel this urge, this tick, this tug, this need to get up, get out, call someone, see something, learn something, buy something, offer my help or advice or opinion or a suggestion on something - anything. I need to chat, to converse, to learn or meet or experience or... do! And i feel this tug and i hear my to-do list running through my head and i want to laugh at how hard it is for me to truly do nothing.
Well, nothing within reason.
After all, i'm here with chat windows open, typing this blog post, flush with new information from my news trawl (the iTMS is in the top 10 music stores for Q3! our stock price passed $66.68/share!), i've made 4 phone calls (and left 4 messages), and i'm debating the merits of seeing Pride and Prejudice again before Gilmore Girls tonight.
But wouldn't it be interesting if instead of seeing a movie, instead of going to a store or driving up to Tiberon i just... stayed here. Or stayed home. Or, a little more leniently, stayed within a mile of my apartment?
Think of all of the things i could do within walking distance. Well, i'm already at starbucks with it's net connections. There are grocery stores and take out for dinner, and i have my tv and a pile of books at home. And i'd always have my phone.
So i wouldn't really be doing nothing... i'd just... be ...living in my neighborhood, instead of constantly trying to escape.
Huh. What an interesting experiment.
Now, granted, i'm not sure i can actually last a whole day, but it's worth a shot. Especially since today has basically been shortened so much by my sleeping in (heaven). Do you think i can do it? Last the next 8 hours without leaving a mile radius in the middle of suburbia? Without being bored? Without wanting to leave?
I'll give it a shot.
Well, at least until someone calls me back.
Expression:
posted by Jane at 3:21:00 PM
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The LA City's review of Rent is so acidic, so acrid, so snarkastic, so mean, so... potentially right on that i'm now actually terrified of going to this movie for fear i'll agree.
because, usually when i see a review like this, so impassioned in it's deep-seeded anguish (hello, Phantom of the Opera the Movie), i do.
here's to crossing my fingers... i'll let you know friday, if i can hold off that long.
do you know how close i was to writing a post bitching about how the comment spam stopper wasn't working? :)
you got me, i admit it.
happy thanksgiving!