Ohhh the shame of it all! How could I, avid blogger that I am (not) allow myself to slip so. ‘s not that bad though yea? Have you all missed my ramblings in the typed format. I feel like I have a lot to ramble about but when I sit to type I loose it all. It leaves my head like those farts you don’t notice are slipping out of you until you are seated in the bath and inexplicable bubbles are popping up. Where there you have it, those bubbles have been expliced!
Recently I have been on a massive Star Wars kick. I have watched all the films and just finished my 5th audio book from the world of warring stars. By the way, I highly recommend the “Darth Bane” Trilogy, the audio books are just great.
As you may have noticed the book I recommended was a book about a “Darth” or bad dude. In fact all the books I have been listening to have been about bad dudes. I think it has impacted on my feelings.
I am an angry lad by nature but holy squirrels these Sith are aaaaaangry. I have come to terms with the fact that if I lived in the Star Wars universe I would most definitely be a Sith (despite wanting to be a Jedi). I can get irrationally angry at the silliest things for the silliest reason.
For Example: I found myself using a pencil. It was a fine implement, fit for its purpose and as described. A perfect representation of excellence in its field. I laid it down and it somehow fell to the floor. Let’s just say it was thoroughly shouted at and called many a swear word.
My favourite example, though, of controlled but fiercely violent rage comes from my college days. I had a very basic laptop, it did everything I wanted and more. It was a Fujitsu Siemens and it had a Dvd player on it….Oh yes! After a while of use the poor machine became slow, and I mean slooooooooow. You would click on the start icon and the computer would act like you had asked it to run Photoshop and Final cut pro while defragmenting and having someone plug the hard drive in and out over and over again while pouring tea all over themselves.
Needless to say I was furious at this computer. It was, however, my mismanagement that lead to it’s condition. I never had a computer before that and I would fill the hard drive to bursting with movies and pictures and download every program that said it would “help” my computer be better. I’m not going to mention the pornographic elephant in the room because I am above that, and perhaps a little embarrassed.
ANYWAY!!! The computer was slow and I did not like it! But my parents were kind enough to buy it for me, and if I broke it you can be sure they would have told me where to go had I asked for another (they probably would have told me to go to reputable computer shop and enquire within).
So how did I release my rage? I needed to act violently towards this thing, this bringer of fury and frustration. I wanted to smash it off the wall. Instead, I kept every chocolate bar wrapper and crisp packet (potato chip satchel) I could and when it acted up I grabbed the wrappers and I threw them with all my might at the computer’s screen.
The wrappers were so light that even thought I would be sitting right in front of the computer, sometimes they would just float away from it and not strike the offending machine. This of course made me angrier. I am glad we had locks on our doors. I would have been mightily embarrassed had someone walked in while I was cursing and furiously throwing chocolate wrappers at my computer…and missing.
I don’t do that anymore, I am much more well roundrd now…..is that a spelling mistake I see……I need to go throw some foam things at a wall and curse at the wall when it bounces them back at my face.