I don't know why.
It's entertaining but essentially useless.
Brides tell the how they were left at the alter.
Retail workers share their worst customers.
I eat this shit up and I know damn well that I'm doing it to avoid the things I should be doing... in some cases I get so caught up in Ask Amy and Miss Manners clicking from page to page and cussing out ad after ad when I honestly just want to read my book.
So why don't I open the book?
It's right there.
Right next to me.
Instead I get pissed off about the people who can't seem to deal with a co-worker who won't stop drinking their beverages. I get irritated at the guy whose fiance wants more time to plan their wedding and isn't willing to consider a short engagement... when the dude's mom is fucking dieing. Dump. Her. Now.
An hour goes by and I realize I haven't eaten dinner, I haven't done my chores and now I don't have time to read, or watch my shows, or work on any of the projects I have piling around me... mocking me.
I do this to avoid... But why do I avoid the pleasure of reading for a little before dinner? Why do I skip dinner so I can do my chores? Why do I go to bed hungry and unsatisfied because I never took the time to watch one of my shows... even though when I got home from work I had plenty of time to get everything done...
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