I’m just going to watch Time fly by. Not in the traditional sense though. Time for me looks more like a sasquatch in flight whilst riding on the back of itself. Time is a peculiar creature. I have conversed with Time on multiple occasions. Only once have I asked it what is in store for the future. The reply was that the future is just something that Time makes up as it goes along. Boy do I ever know that feeling. Then I once asked about the past, and Time took me to “Just fucking Google it.”.
Once I tire of that I may be helping a friend’s girlfriend move into his place. Not by physically moving her limbs to make her move ala ‘Whose Line Is It Anyway’ mind you, but in the more mundane, traditional sense. After that I’m going to walk home while petting every furry thing I see that’s under the shadow of a tree and make an alphabetical catalogue of what I touched on the back of my hand.
After I get home I’m going to relax with my favourite video game. Taping dvds to trees and throwing VHS tapes at them. That about sums it up for me. What are you doing fun and exciting?