Time Well Wasted
My toe is doing much better now, maybe I'll even post about it soon. Not now though, I had a different idea.
On Friday night I spent 8 wonderful hours with my one true love; Civillizations III. I bet you thought I was goind to pull an Aaron there. I know, I see his MSN names too, but fear not! I do not suffer from the same sappy symptoms of an enormous influx of extrogen.
I'm picking on Aaron because he doesn't read this. Also because I think his MSN names are funny.
That's right folks, I came back to my room at about 3:30 on Friday, fully intending to get my assignments for next week done when I say her. She was beautiful, sitting on the desk, wearing that CD case she knows I love. I decided my assignment could wait, after all it was only 3:30 and I was free all night. I could barely contain my excitement as I opened the case an firmly put the CD in the drive.
Time flies when you're having fun. I already had a game going, with about 7 Civs left in the game at the beginning of the modern era. As I started playing I was nailed with the devastating betrayal of a trusted ally! I hurried and rallied Then, just as I had taken back some lost territory and rounded out my territory I made a terrible mistake involving stacking a privateer and a submarine on the same square. Then...
You know what? I'm gonna stop there, because I could go on for pages and pages and you'll all get bored.
Anyway, I ended up playing for a total of 8 hours, taking a 1 hour break to make dinner and watch the Simpsons in the common room. And it was great.
I guess sometimes you just have to take a break.
So then this morning I did the carousel interviews activities for donning in Spring 2007. It was informal and pretty good, not full-fledged fun but it wasn't a waste of time either. I know my title may suggest otherwise, but this part is excluded. I also saw Beth there, though I didn't really get to talk to her because she was helping run it and she was pretty busy. I know she's gotta stay impartial anyway.
My parents came and picked me up at about 12:30 and brought me home. I decided to finally use my free 2 month trial of Xbox live and spent a great deal of the afternoon trying out my various games online. It wasn't as cool as I thought it would be, but it's alright.
So now it's 11:30 on Saturday night and I haven't done any school work in the last two days. I have 3 midterms coming up this week, so I wanted to get ahead too. But the thing is, I don't really even regret my slacking off. Now I feel like doing some work and getting things done, whereas before I was running out of steam. I'd say my Friday and Saturday goofing off was time well wasted.
posted by Danger @ 10:14 PM
5 comments
5 Comments:
Agreed!
I've also recently pared my many mistresses down to just one: Warhammer 40,000 Dawn of War Dark Crusade (In the words of Blake's mom "a mouthful, but certainly worth it").
It's absolutely enslaved my life. I don't know what to do. I've just been trying to rush through the campaign as quickly as possible to get some free time and willpower back.
Binks your comment disturbs me. Either you spent all the time to type that out differently each time or you know a resource from which you could copy and paste it.
Either way I'm scared.
Nooooo!
I must save my cattle!
I simply have a lot of affection for that game.
It's like Billy Joel and his piano in the song "Baby Grand."
Okay, so I came over here to ask you to dance, but I'm kind of concerned. I mean, we could hit it off really well, end up having a few drinks, next thing you know you're giving me your number because I'm too shy to ask for it, I finally get up the nerve to call and we take in a movie, have some dinner, I relax, you relax, we go out a few more times, get to know each other's friends, spend a lot of time together, then finally have get past this sexual tension and really develop this intense sex life that is truly incredible, decide our relationship is solid and stable, so we move in together for a while, then a few months later get married, I get a promotion, you get a promotion, we buy a bigger house. You really want kids, but I really want freedom, but we have a kid anyway, only to find that I am resentful, the sparks start to fade and to rekindle them we have two more lovely kids, but now I work too much to keep up with the bills, have no time for you, you're stressed and stop taking really good care of yourself, so to get past our slow sex life and my declining self-confidence I turn to an outside affair for sexual gratification. You find out because I'm careless and a lousy liar, you throw me out (justifiably so) and we have to explain to the kids why mommy and daddy are splitting up. That's just too sad. Think about the children! For God's sake, if you dance with me and we hit it off, let's just keep it sexual, because we both know where it's going.
Post a Comment
<< Home