Sunday, March 11, 2012

Pointless Void Filling

It is a bit unfortunate(for me at least) that I am awake at this hour(2:55 am). My roommate is passed out on the couch next to me while I am still wired from my two cups of coffee at dinner. I want to write an inspiring post about the meaning of life and everything in it, but I am just not feeling very philosophical right now. I have come up with a theory that I only blog when I am trying to fill a void in my life. [Just a little side note that has nothing to do with anything; I keep hearing the strangest noises right now. One of them is just my stomach trying to communicate with me, but there is definitely some other odd noises happening outside.] "A void?' you may ask. Yes, a void. It is as if I am trying to come up with a reasonable(yet stupid) explanation, aside from the real explanation, for why negative things are happening in my life. Just as always, I am thinking entirely too deep into things, and I am trying (and starting) to see things that are non existent. I wonder if anyone understands anything that I write. Perhaps my thought process needs some good ol' fashioned Martha Stewart organization. With that being said, I will end this ranting nonsense with a fitting quote for the evening (or perhaps morning).

"I find that when you have a real interest in life and a curious life, that sleep is not the most important thing."
-Martha Stewart

Saturday, March 10, 2012

Meaningless Crap

This morning I woke up around 7 after regrettably only sleeping five hours. Sure, I could have rolled back up into my cacoon of covers and gone back to sleep, but something stopped me. It could have been the fact that I had to pee about six times in one hour, or possibly that my subconscious was trying to tell me something. I would probably say the first option, but if for some absurd reason my subconscious was speaking to me, what was it trying to say exactly? Simply that I need to stop being a bum, or something deeper, more meaningful? Okay, so maybe I'm being a bit of a drama queen. Am I really the only person who thinks about this kind of meaningless crap?