At some point during college, i realized that it was not common for other people to think about stuff all the time, in their heads, like i do and had just been assuming that everybody else was too.
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I would assume that a disproportionate number of you, being writers and journalers and things, would answer yes, you think about things a lot, but generally when I ask this question of RL people, they seem to think that I am a little cracked.
So we went to this comedy show (i swear this connects) in the back of Doc Holiday's (it's exactly as pathetic as it sounds), and as I'm sitting there, being smoked upon and knowing that my mother's promises of "it will only be an hour" are a patent lie, a chance question from the comic (oh how loosely I use the term 'comic') gets a drunken "yaaaayyyyy" from the crowd.
The question was "who here is getting laid tonight?"
And suddenly i think to myself, I'm surrounded by people who are a) drunk and b) getting laid, c) two of whom are my parents. And then I think, not only am I doing neither a nor b, but actually even if I did start getting drunk and find somebody to sleep with at that moment, both drinking and sleeping with somebody random will just end up with me feeling like crap, not only in the end, but as it's actually happening.
And then I thought, because I watch Futurama a lot, "Aw, I just made myself sad."
I find that this has been happening rather frequently lately, where in the midst of situations which are not requiring my full attention, and increasingly these days it takes at least two things to do that, such as watching tv and writing, or knitting and watching anime, i keep taking mental stock of how I feel about everything.
And I should stop, because i don't typically come away feeling very pleased.
I don't really have a point here, because since I can't remember a time where I wasn't talking to myself in my head all the time I'm pretty sure i'm not going to stop any time soon, nor is there really anything so heinously wrong that I should honestly even be complaining about it.
Increasingly, however, i think that the real key to being happier would be to be much stupider than I am. Certainly i was surrounded by a lot of much stupider, much happier people earlier this evening, many of whom are probably getting laid right now despite the fact that very few of them were even mildly attractive.
Before the 'comedy' I had been writing, but now I feel like my funny has all been drained by osmosis. so I guess I will just sit here next to the internet instead.
[Poll #906406]
I would assume that a disproportionate number of you, being writers and journalers and things, would answer yes, you think about things a lot, but generally when I ask this question of RL people, they seem to think that I am a little cracked.
So we went to this comedy show (i swear this connects) in the back of Doc Holiday's (it's exactly as pathetic as it sounds), and as I'm sitting there, being smoked upon and knowing that my mother's promises of "it will only be an hour" are a patent lie, a chance question from the comic (oh how loosely I use the term 'comic') gets a drunken "yaaaayyyyy" from the crowd.
The question was "who here is getting laid tonight?"
And suddenly i think to myself, I'm surrounded by people who are a) drunk and b) getting laid, c) two of whom are my parents. And then I think, not only am I doing neither a nor b, but actually even if I did start getting drunk and find somebody to sleep with at that moment, both drinking and sleeping with somebody random will just end up with me feeling like crap, not only in the end, but as it's actually happening.
And then I thought, because I watch Futurama a lot, "Aw, I just made myself sad."
I find that this has been happening rather frequently lately, where in the midst of situations which are not requiring my full attention, and increasingly these days it takes at least two things to do that, such as watching tv and writing, or knitting and watching anime, i keep taking mental stock of how I feel about everything.
And I should stop, because i don't typically come away feeling very pleased.
I don't really have a point here, because since I can't remember a time where I wasn't talking to myself in my head all the time I'm pretty sure i'm not going to stop any time soon, nor is there really anything so heinously wrong that I should honestly even be complaining about it.
Increasingly, however, i think that the real key to being happier would be to be much stupider than I am. Certainly i was surrounded by a lot of much stupider, much happier people earlier this evening, many of whom are probably getting laid right now despite the fact that very few of them were even mildly attractive.
Before the 'comedy' I had been writing, but now I feel like my funny has all been drained by osmosis. so I guess I will just sit here next to the internet instead.
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Date: 2007-01-14 07:05 am (UTC)Over all though my thoughts tend to relate to what I'm doing somehow. I wonder at the fact that I seem to be the minority in that. XD
I will say that I often think that everyone around me are losers though. Ignorance and/or stupidity may very well be bliss, but... well... it's also ignorance and stupidity, if you get what I mean.
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Date: 2007-01-14 07:11 am (UTC)Seriously. Sometimes I just look around and think to myself, how is it possible that every single one of these people is completely oblivious to how fucking retarded everything they do and say is. AND THEN REPRODUCE. HOW.
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Date: 2007-01-14 07:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-01-14 07:29 am (UTC)And if I'm not actually doing something, like I'm in a meeting or things like that, it's a good bet that while I am staring at you talking, I am wondering if I got any mail today or whether jin will ever find out I write about him or whether it's really worth it to play the whole way through FFVII when I'm basically just reading the strategy guide, etc.
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Date: 2007-01-14 07:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-01-14 08:15 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-01-14 09:41 am (UTC)Of course, I suppose, purely by the fact that when I read I hear all the voices in my head, I suppose I still have the mental dialogue going, it's just, uh... not mine?
I can't even comprehend not constantly thinking, even about amazingly random things. Of course, I suppose this is connected to the fact that I was once in an English class and the professor said something about how he understood that writing was difficult, because people don't think in words. And I raised my hand and was all "...uh, I do. I even think in full, complete sentences. Complete wandering paragraphs, even. And if you forced me to write it down, I could even put in proper punctuation." And everyone stared at me like I was nuts.
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Date: 2007-01-14 11:56 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-01-14 06:18 pm (UTC)Yes, exactly. There's a lot of narration going on, which is why I suppose i don't find writing difficult at all really. Writing something good is a different story, but just writing any old thing? pfft.
I complete hear the words being read in my head when I'm reading. It's probably why I did so much of it before I discovered the internet, and really, i'm still reading just as much if not more, it's just on a screen instead of on paper.
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Date: 2007-01-14 01:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-01-14 03:38 pm (UTC)As for your question--I think I spend most of my time absorbed in some kind of thought completely or only vaguely unrelated to what's going on. The rest of the time I'm thinking about sex and how I would reallyrealllyreally enjoy engaging in some in the near future. I fear that one day my thoughts are going to intrude on what's really going on and I'm going to be very, very embarrassed.
and on that note..I'm gonna be late for work
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Date: 2007-01-14 06:21 pm (UTC)The rest of the time I'm thinking about sex and how I would reallyreallyreally enjoy engaging in some in the near future.
Yes, exactly. we can see how well that's been going since my sophomore year in college.
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Date: 2007-01-14 04:05 pm (UTC)And I totally hear you on the loathing for the morons around you. That's...why I hate my job, really. And why I'm going to try to get a different one. Because I sit there thinking "you are all fucking retarded, and you've made careers out of it, and I hate you," and then I have to put Onyx on and listen to music so it drowns out what they're saying and I don't stab anyone through the eye with my proofreading pen.
So. No solutions, but much sympathy!
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Date: 2007-01-14 06:27 pm (UTC)Yes. The worst part about starting a new job, or going back to a job after a long break, is that for the first few nights I will keep waking up over and over convinced that I am still at the job until I get used to the routine again. RATS DONT LIKE CHANGE.
I pine for a job where listening to my ipod is even an option. Although, I actually like most of my co-workers (that's sort of a weird term to use for other teachers), but I spend a far greater percentage of my time alone with students, who just could really care less about anything you are doing and refuse to do any work and can't go three seconds without whining about something.
Ugh. in other news, Dante is hot.
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Date: 2007-01-14 07:06 pm (UTC)I'm working in advertising right now, so I'm surrounded by the people I hated in high school for being trendy and obnoxious and thinking they were witty when in fact they were lame. Only now they get paid for it. I want out so badly. There used to be an anime fangirl at my job -- her cube was full of posters of Trigun and Lain and stuff -- but she got fired right before christmas. It's felt a lot emptier after that. >->
The teaching thing, tho, yeah. Man. That takes a strong stomach. I taught freshman comp while I was working on my grad degree, and the waves of apathy coming off those kids just. yeah. There's a reason I wrote so much Snape back then. *cough*
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Date: 2007-01-14 04:43 pm (UTC)I don't know if being stupider would make for being happier, though. Are there any studies correlating happiness and IQ?
*hugs*
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Date: 2007-01-14 06:34 pm (UTC)Are there any studies correlating happiness and IQ?
I have no idea, but I bet it's true. Don't the stupid people around you seem much happier? It makes sense, since you wouldn't know what you are missing really, and if you only ever think about what you are doing at that second, if what you are doing at that second makes you happy, you must feel really good!
I have no idea, and I'm sure it works the other way too, that if you are doing something you hate, you want to kill yourself. Also, then you are stupid, which I don't really want to be.
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Date: 2007-01-14 04:45 pm (UTC)I think constantly unless I'm exhausted or pregnant. I knew I was pregnant because about five days later, bam, my brain turned off. No background noise at all. Kind of peaceful, but I was convinced I was permanently stupid. It got better a couple of months after Elizabeth was born.
I find that when I go over my life too much, it's circular and repetitive. So writing things down in a diary gets the thoughts in order and lets them out for a while.
It's definitely true that intelligent people aren't as happy. We can't turn off our brains as easily, and we want to fix things all the time. But your life would have a lot less meaning and emotion if you were stupid.
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Date: 2007-01-14 06:37 pm (UTC)Really?...that sounds sort of terrible. I mean, not that being pregnant is terrible, but I never heard anybody mention that as a side effect before. I'm not sure I'd like that at all, even for a limited amount of time.
We can't turn off our brains as easily, and we want to fix things all the time.
Yes! that's it exactly. I'm so glad that I have the internet where people are the same as me. It makes things better, somehow.
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Date: 2007-01-14 06:46 pm (UTC)I know the feeling. I had so many friends when I went to boarding school, but now nobody around Idaho understands me much.
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Date: 2007-01-15 01:01 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-01-15 02:10 pm (UTC)So what my aquaintance told me was astounding because the idea of choosing just to sit and think is freaky to me; thinking is what you do when you can't be stimulated by input (books movies etc.) in some other way. The only time I turn myself off is when I'm asleep.