I have been writing copy all night.
It is at this point, when my eyes start to blur and my fingers start to shake, that I really, truly realize how little in the realm of shits that I have to give on a regular basis.
I mean, I’m pretty laid back as it is, but when I go a night without sleep for the purposes of fulfilling my end of a contractual client agreement, that laid-backedness slowly begins a twisted sort of metamorphosis into total could-not-give-a-shit-itude. It’s like the cute, sparkly little egg of my laid-back, to-each-their-own, whatever-floats-your-boat personality wriggles, shudders and hatches into a big, fat, wobbly-winged Fuckitall, which is, I am led to understand, a close cousin to the red-breasted Umadhemad.
This is science, by the way. Those are science names. Don’t ask me to explain.
I’m like the Charles Darwin of “I don’t give a shit,” over here.
I wonder how much it has to do with my more or less constant connection to the internet these days. Sites like Facebook and Tumblr are wonderful for keeping in contact with people both close and far away…but, as I’m sure many other users have found out to their detriment, also keeps you in regular contact with other people’s opinions. Often loud ones.
I think, really, that would grate on anyone, given enough time. Maybe it’s easier for the younger generations, since they grew up with this kind of connection as a matter of course.
It’s times like this, though, that I consider the ability to disconnect myself and just decompress my senses a good thing. A necessary thing. Really, there should only be so many hours during the day where you’re required to just listen to other people.
It’s probably best that I never got into counseling like my high school guidance advisor suggested.
This could be a valuable public service, though, when I think about it.
I wonder if sleep deprivation is the cure to all those hyper-offended posts we always see clogging up those hot-button issue posts. Get everyone tired enough to the point where they just plain stop giving a shit about anything anybody says that conflicts with their opinion. ”You know what? We’re all tired as balls and we can’t see straight anymore, so we’re just going to stop posting and wipe the site. Everybody good? Yeah, we’re all good.”
It could be an ultimate cure to I-Am-Offended-On-The-Internet Syndrome. The collective bug up everyone’s ass could be eliminated. The digital world could be revolutionized.
…Or it might just make everything worse.
I swear I’m going to post something about anime soon I really do
rin-tohsaka replied to your post “What did I have to do today? Oh, right, work. …ALL the work. ”
You’re working ALL the cocks today? Not just some?
Gotta make a living, amirite?