I had a weird night last night, yesterday was mostly just about work, so I did all my work, then came home with nothing more to do but wake up the next day and go to work again. (except I'm taking today and tomorrow as my weekend.. so turns out I don't work today.. just wish I had time to get into the metal shop.. soon.. sooooon...) Anyway, I have to turn in my timesheet so I can actually get a paycheck, but since I'm working at the busyard I have to make a long trip out of my way to get down to the wharf and turn it in.. blegh.
So I left the house at like 9pm, thinking I'd slip it under the door, and everyone'd recognize it and give it to the payroll lady. When I was like two block form home though, I realized the outer door would be locked, and I'd have no way of getting to the door to slip it under in the first place. But instead of turning around and just going home, listening to more 'this american life' having a nice relaxing night and going to sleep (maybe dying my hair) I decided to get on the bus anyway. So I finished my walk to the bus stop, and got on for a completely pointless busride.
I soon realized I didnt ahve my sketchbook with me, so the ride became even more pointless. I had my headphones on, but no music, the playlist had run out and I was just listening to people's conversations.
At about the civic center, I got off, realizing that there were about as many choices for getting dinner if I stayed on the bus than if I didnt, and walked for a while until I hit a burger king, the only thing open. So basically I had a pointless bussride to get an overpriced and unfilling dinner.. oh and a cold walk around the city.
hooray.
Can someone explain to me why I thought that'd be a good idea? I'm at a loss...
So I left the house at like 9pm, thinking I'd slip it under the door, and everyone'd recognize it and give it to the payroll lady. When I was like two block form home though, I realized the outer door would be locked, and I'd have no way of getting to the door to slip it under in the first place. But instead of turning around and just going home, listening to more 'this american life' having a nice relaxing night and going to sleep (maybe dying my hair) I decided to get on the bus anyway. So I finished my walk to the bus stop, and got on for a completely pointless busride.
I soon realized I didnt ahve my sketchbook with me, so the ride became even more pointless. I had my headphones on, but no music, the playlist had run out and I was just listening to people's conversations.
At about the civic center, I got off, realizing that there were about as many choices for getting dinner if I stayed on the bus than if I didnt, and walked for a while until I hit a burger king, the only thing open. So basically I had a pointless bussride to get an overpriced and unfilling dinner.. oh and a cold walk around the city.
hooray.
Can someone explain to me why I thought that'd be a good idea? I'm at a loss...
I think its just because you can, and once your feet stop moving the reasons for stopping just arent strong enough.
I think its pretty good to do irrational things sometimes, you never know what might happen. Random actions give a simple and monotonous life the chance to veer in all kinds of directions.
Keep it up with the pointless journeys i say!
What a great read, on a more relevent note i always find it funny how you can see things are going to go wrong quite often way before you start, but you think, nah it'll be ok. Lets leave it to chance.
There you go, slap to the face. Chance isnt your friend, chance doesnt have friends.. thats why its chance. It wont do you any favours.
How the hand healing?