Posts Tagged: books

Bored. Boring. Bore.

On my way home after a long day at work. I actually left work 45 minutes ago, but I debated wandering through the city tonight. The sensible part of me said to get on the El instead. So here I am, coughing up a lung, and waiting. This is possibly the most boring post I have ever written (if you debate that, let me know… Maybe it’ll liven this post up). I’m just so exhausted. Maybe it’s the caffeine withdrawal. I’m 6 days in with no coffee. That’s what I do to keep my life exciting – I take things… I’m not done yet.

the art of avoidance.

“When you try to do or be something, you can’t do it or be it. Because trying is not the same as being. Trying flies in a circle around the moment and being is inside of it. You must be.” – Augusten Burroughs Currently reading “This Is How” by Augusten Burroughs, one of my favorite authors. I’m pretty sure I enjoy reading him because he comes off somewhat narcissistically, and if I ever finished my book I’d probably come off narcissistically, too. That said, this book is self-helpy (which I’m like, HEY! MORE HELP!) and he – who is not a… I’m not done yet.

In Case The World Ends.

I realize that the catch 22 of this is that there will be no one to read this anyway. But who knows. Maybe the internet will prevail and someone later on will see this while they’re floating upside down activating the chip in their head that tells them that reading other people’s daily life matters is a good idea. And because I think I’m clever, I’m using someone else’s words, instead of my own. I won’t clog up this post with quotes, but in some way these remind me of certain people that I know. Also, I really like quotes… I’m not done yet.

28 Years Later: Not A Movie About Disease.

Actually, it’s not a movie at all. And I’ve never seen 28 Days Later or anything. I have seen 28 Days, though, because I’m awesome. So I was thinking yesterday about how 28 isn’t all that different from, say, 27… but it MIGHT be different from 32. The truth is, you never know. (It turns out that on your birthday, you think really deeply about things…) Remember in Sex and the City when Charlotte’s drunk off her ass and they’re on the boat, and she’s like, “I’M GETTING MARRIED!” and then all of the sudden Trey shows up and they… I’m not done yet.

Pale September.

I feel like my blog posts have been lacking lately, but that’s okay because you can’t be “on” all the time. Today, I had my very last run of the training season, and it was a relatively decent 6-miler. I went out to breakfast afterward with one of my running friends, and totally ruined any calorie loss I might have achieved by ordering cinnamon roll pancakes with bacon on top. They were delicious, by the way. Afterward, I took a nap on and off, and in between naps, attempted to contact a friend. Except his phone was going to straight… I’m not done yet.