If you're like me (but most likely you are not a small asian dyke who works at Disney that obsessively collects toys and tracks hollywood gossip like it's going out of style living with three cats, a girlfriend of nearly 5 years, and not having enough wall space for all the new LOST prints you're buying) then you're probably experiencing what I'd like to call "Boredom". I think I may be obsessive-complusive, and a hoarder to a certain acceptable degree- but every once in awhile, when things have slowed to a painful crawl (no new hollywood news, no new LOST poster clue yet, no new toys I "need" to get) I take a collective sigh and wonder, "What's next!?!!?!??! Come on, come on, come on... gimme something... gimme something to see, hear, share, chase, want, need, desire.... SOMETHING!"
And... nothing.
So I find myself stuck... with... myself. Hmm.
And I start to wonder, "Wow. Why do I do that to myself?" I get so wound-up in my little obsessions that I forget that without all of those, I still have plenty of wonderful things in my life. Things and people and cats who have, or are being neglected because I'm so damned obsessed with.... X, Y, and Z. (With X = twitter, Y = LOST, Z = new TV shows) I don't purposefully neglect my girlfriend, my friendships, my kitties or what have you- but neglected they are.
My girlfriend joked with me last night that there should be some terminology to describe how upset I get when the DVR doesn't record one of my shows. Cut me off in traffic- I'm fine. But don't record one of my TV shows - DVR RAGE!!! Oh the curse words that fly from my mouth- the frantic button pushing- trying to figure out WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO THE MENTALIST!?!!!? yeah. Seriously.
So in conclusion... I just hope that I can remember this moment of "boredom", and learn to stop and appreciate what I already have in my life, at this very moment, without having to check twitter, or spend a dime on eBay.
I'm going to call my girlfriend and tell her I love her.
Bye internet... for now...
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I appreciate you calling me and telling me you love me. I love you to schmoopie. You mean the world to me. kisses!
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I am so glad to know that I am not alone in my LOST OCD and DVR-control issues! I have 2 DVRs running concurrently in prime time, recording 2 shows each. And I collect, amass, accumulate too. I probably should befriend moderation at some point....nah!
ReplyDeleteI solved the pet issue by getting a Yorkie who thinks he is a cat.