So this post is actually a reprint of a rant that I posted on my website a few years ago. It’s mostly just a glimpse into my previous life to try and get some sort of insight into where I came from (not that you really cared to have that insight but..). This will be the first of two reprints that I will put up on here. So anyway, I will be paraphrasing myself on bits and pieces of it because I’m not happy with some of the language I was using at the time. So anyway, without further ado, here it is:
Down Time – Monday, June 12, 2000
Hello fellow ranters, I’ve been away for a while but that’s because I have been so busy doing so many things that I haven’t had time to sit down and do any rantings in a while. Plus, I still haven’t bothered to buy another computer, I’m actually using the one at work. No computer you say? How’d that happen? Well, that goes back to more information on the split with Nikki. When I left Florida to return to OKC, she took my computer. Nothing exciting, pretty simple. Anyway, today I am going to talk about down time. Down time is this time you take to sit around and do nothing. Time away from whatever plagues your life at the time, school, work, etc. This is a time you can sit and just veg out. Well, I haven’t had a whole lot of down time lately, in fact, I have been so busy ever since I got back to OKC that taking a break just never occurred to me. I was getting on average about 5 hours sleep a night, if that, going to work, going to school, working with 2 bands, trying to do some writing, just so much stuff keeping me so busy that things were utter chaos. However, I don’t see it this way. I see it as a way to keep myself busy so that depression, does not take hold. Not that there’s really anything for me to get depressed about, at least not anything I would bother to discuss in these pages anyway. But I have this theory that the busier you keep yourself, the less you have a chance to get yourself in trouble (in more ways than one) and to keep yourself from getting depressed. You’re just so busy, you don’t have time to think about anything except for what you are doing at that exact moment in time. I keep myself so busy that this past weekend I was told that I remind somebody of a wind-up toy. I wasn’t really sure how to take that at the time. In fact, I’m not really sure how to take it now. I guess it wasn’t really meant be negative or anything, but it is kind of strange to be referred to that way. I suppose it’s kind of funny. At least they didn’t say I remind them of the Energizer Bunny. Okay, so I digress to the main topic of this rant. hey, come to think of it, this is the topic of this rant, Down Time, whoah, I got caught in such a rant that I forgot that I was actually rambling on about what I’m trying to ramble on about. So this past weekend, I received the first dose of downtime that I have had in so long. Like I said, not since I moved back to OKC have I gotten any kind of break. That reminds me, why do they call it a break anyway. I mean, according to the dictionary a break is a condition caused by breaking. Or some sort of gap in some sort of material. For instance, you can BREAK a bone, you can BREAK a piece of wood, you can even BREAK the balls in a game of pool, but take a break. I never understood that. Oh well, just another one of the English languages great fuck ups. So anyway, where was I? Oh yeah, so I took this break from everything. I’m not even sure how it happened, I was planning on doing a bunch of stuff but suddenly, I ended up hanging out with some people and doing, nothing. I did nothing, and it felt good. However, even saying nothing is a bit false. Friday was the Great Chaotic Norman trip. Not quite total chaos, but it sounds like a good title for the trip. A car full of people drove down to Norman for a quest of sorts. This quest took us all over the town of Norman. We drove around so much that even I got lost and didn’t know where in the world we were. Actually, most of the trip, I was vegging out in the back seat of the car, pretty much oblivious to what was going on. Most of what I gathered from our trip was when we stopped the car and everybody got out of it. This quest actually started here in Oklahoma City, in an apartment complex which from here on out I will refer to as Point A. Well, we started at Point A and ended up down in Norman, visiting many different places searching high and low. We must have hit Point B through F or something like that. And the funniest thing about the whole quest is that we ended up giving up and going back to Point A, where 10 minutes later, found what we were looking for in the first place. Imagine that, all that driving to find something that was only just a few hundred feet away from us. So most of the weekend I just hung out at Point A. But it wasn’t even where I was that was the cool thing, actually, where I was hanging out at was pretty cool, but I’m not going to even bother getting into that because that is a long ass rant all its own. This could actually be a sequel to another older rant. If I decide to write about that, I’ll have to dig up that other rant and re-post it on here. So as I was saying, the cool thing was that I was doing NOTHING. It was so cool. I should do it more often. In fact, I think I will. Something else that came up over the weekend, was something I might have talked about before. You ever notice how stupid people sound when they say “uh” or “uhm”, true I am guilty of it myself but you never know how dumb it makes a person sound when you hear somebody make a speech. I heard a speech Sunday morning and I counted the number of times this high-ranking official said “uh” in his 3 minute speech. 47. I had to use it the word, like I said, I’m guilty of it myself, but I really wish that I could stop it, but I guess it’s inherent in people to use it. I hate it though, it makes you sound like searching for the right words to say because you don’t know what the heck you’re talking about in the first place. So, yeah, I don’t like those words, they’re stupid, try not to use them. Anyway……I had a really cool time hanging out and not doing absolutely. That’s it for now. I guess I’m done….for now.
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