Ah, the weekend. Two weeks ago, I didn’t have these. If you don’t have a job, go to school, or belong to a religion that observes a holy day of some sort, the week has no beginning, and no end. It’s an endless loop of doing whatever the fuck you want. You don’t know what day of the week it is, and it doesn’t matter. You don’t know what time it is, and it doesn’t matter. If you feel like getting drunk at 10am on a Tuesday, that’s alright. You can go to bed at 4pm, and wake up hungover at midnight. If you feel like using an entire day to alphabetize everything in your house, that’s fine, too. You won’t feel like you’ve wasted time you could have used to do something that was somehow better. You don’t need to feel like you’re having the most fun, the best possible fun, the most fun per ounce, every second of your free time, every single day — because time is one thing you’re definitely not short on.
But this weekend shit is stressful. I don’t need all this pressure to have a good time. I kind of feel like sitting here, doing absolutely nothing, which is pretty much what I am actually doing. But I feel like I could be enjoying myself so much more effectively doing something else. I’m going to regret this later on, I know it. Tonight, just as soon as I realize that there were so many other things I could have done instead, and I missed the opportunity. Definitely tomorrow, when it’s Sunday, and it’s my last chance to get things done (before 5pm when everything closes, at that — talk about pressure). And on Sunday night, when it’s the last minute, it’ll really already be too late. I’ll have to go to bed early to wake up on Monday. Ah, Monday. When I’ll want to shoot myself in the face for having wasted the weekend.
I really kind of like sitting around doing nothing. So why does it feel like such a waste of time? Or, why should I feel like wasting time is not something I should be okay with?
Yeah I know how you feel. The thing is, wasting time is fun. But as soon as one realizes it’s fun, it’s no longer wasting time, and no longer fun, which means it is wasting time, and is fun, but then, and thus, and so on.
Yeah I know how you feel. The thing is, wasting time is fun. But as soon as one realizes it’s fun, it’s no longer wasting time, and no longer fun, which means it is wasting time, and is fun, but then, and thus, and so on.
I got 7 months notice when I was laid off from my last job, and they just led me out the door on the day they gave me my notice, so I wasted 7 months doing hardly anything productive, except going to TAM5 in January.
But in the end, I was just slowly spending 7 months worth of pay. That was the only reason I ended up seriously looking for a new job in April: I was running out of funds. I could easily have gone another 7 months just sitting at home doing nothing at all if I could have afforded it …
I got 7 months notice when I was laid off from my last job, and they just led me out the door on the day they gave me my notice, so I wasted 7 months doing hardly anything productive, except going to TAM5 in January.
But in the end, I was just slowly spending 7 months worth of pay. That was the only reason I ended up seriously looking for a new job in April: I was running out of funds. I could easily have gone another 7 months just sitting at home doing nothing at all if I could have afforded it …
Ah I remember the days of not having weeks. They were good days…
I detest both the division of time into weeks, and particularly the concept of weekends. All that pressure to make the best of them, get EVERYTHING done, have MAXIMUM fun, the inevitable questions when you get back to work or school on Monday… ‘how was your weekend?’ grrrr… it was lame because I was stressing about getting EVERYTHING done and having MAXIMUM fun when really I just wanted to lay in bed in boxer shorts and watch videos on Youtube.
Ah I remember the days of not having weeks. They were good days…
I detest both the division of time into weeks, and particularly the concept of weekends. All that pressure to make the best of them, get EVERYTHING done, have MAXIMUM fun, the inevitable questions when you get back to work or school on Monday… ‘how was your weekend?’ grrrr… it was lame because I was stressing about getting EVERYTHING done and having MAXIMUM fun when really I just wanted to lay in bed in boxer shorts and watch videos on Youtube.
Ah yes, getting everything done in the weekend. And then, if you have a weekend away, or you have some thing planned, your entire schedule just gets messed up even more as you’re running out of time to do all the other stuff you wanted/needed to do.
On the other hand, not getting out of bed until at least 10 or 11 AM, and not going back to sleep until waaay past midnight, are fun for a change, but become kind of a drag after a while. During my long vacation, I felt like I was wasting so much time just sleeping, even though I didn’t sleep longer than before, just later into the day.
Ah yes, getting everything done in the weekend. And then, if you have a weekend away, or you have some thing planned, your entire schedule just gets messed up even more as you’re running out of time to do all the other stuff you wanted/needed to do.
On the other hand, not getting out of bed until at least 10 or 11 AM, and not going back to sleep until waaay past midnight, are fun for a change, but become kind of a drag after a while. During my long vacation, I felt like I was wasting so much time just sleeping, even though I didn’t sleep longer than before, just later into the day.
So, we’ve established that everyone who visits this site is a bigtime slacker…
Which is fine. I’m a slack-assed poster.
…I definitely hate having to answer the question “what did you do this weekend — anything fun?” Um… we got drunk and watched five hours of South Park. Is that good enough for you? Have I lived up to your expectations?
So, we’ve established that everyone who visits this site is a bigtime slacker…
Which is fine. I’m a slack-assed poster.
…I definitely hate having to answer the question “what did you do this weekend — anything fun?” Um… we got drunk and watched five hours of South Park. Is that good enough for you? Have I lived up to your expectations?
Anyone who gets drunk and watches 5 hours of South Park is alright in my book. Besides, South park is not wasted time.
I just need to find someone to get drunk with me.
Anyone who gets drunk and watches 5 hours of South Park is alright in my book. Besides, South park is not wasted time.
I just need to find someone to get drunk with me.
If I don’t have to wake up I naturally fall into a 30 hour sleep cycle.
If I don’t have to wake up I naturally fall into a 30 hour sleep cycle.
From your silence, I can only assume this whole working week thing isn’t agreeing with you.
I am pulling 60 hours myself this week.
“Welcome to the working week/ I know it don’t thrill ya/ but I how it don’t kill ya…”
From your silence, I can only assume this whole working week thing isn’t agreeing with you.
I am pulling 60 hours myself this week.
“Welcome to the working week/ I know it don’t thrill ya/ but I how it don’t kill ya…”
oops
*hope it don’t kill ya (that is)
oops
*hope it don’t kill ya (that is)
Hey, best wishes for the new year ;)
Hey, best wishes for the new year ;)