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    The Long Dark Teatime of the Soul....

    It's a cold, grey wet Sunday in my part of England. This describes most Sundays actually. Sitting at my computer, having a depressing and pointless chat with Provost Harrison (this describes most chats with him actually ), my mind wandered back to the copy of the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy I have and, with dawning horror, I realised I had found myself in the Long, Dark Teatime of the Soul. That horrific patch of time between 2pm and 4:30 when you've read the paper, had breakfast, taken a few baths, had a few cups of tea, and now find yourself with the mindnumbing madness of boredom creeping up behind you.

    I went into overdrive. I cleaned my room. I re-arranged my wardrobe. I sorted out my clothes and donated some to charity. I threw away my pornography and any pictures of me between the ages of 15-17 when I had a stupid patch of moss I called a goatee. I ordered a re-print of a Soviet era propaganda poster to go in my room. I checked my bank account. Twice.

    I only have 15 minutes to go until 5 pm and I can focus on the activities for the evening. Help me. For the love of gods, tell me what you do/have done to get through this horrible stretch of mental oblivion....
    Exult in your existence, because that very process has blundered unwittingly on its own negation. Only a small, local negation, to be sure: only one species, and only a minority of that species; but there lies hope. [...] Stand tall, Bipedal Ape. The shark may outswim you, the cheetah outrun you, the swift outfly you, the capuchin outclimb you, the elephant outpower you, the redwood outlast you. But you have the biggest gifts of all: the gift of understanding the ruthlessly cruel process that gave us all existence [and the] gift of revulsion against its implications.
    -Richard Dawkins
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    Well, you could go for a walk. You could call up one of your friends and hang out with him/her. You could do some of your homework. You could see what is on the telly. You could play a computer game.
    "I'm moving to the Left" - Lancer

    "I imagine the neighbors on your right are estatic." - Slowwhand

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    • #3
      Yeah, I know the feeling. Those few, but long, hours before "Gilmore girls".

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      • #4
        I know what I could do. I want to hear what other people have done. It's not everyday I take an interest in the cycle of "wake, eat, poo, sleep, wake, eat, ****, sleep" that most people call a life, so indulge me this once.
        Exult in your existence, because that very process has blundered unwittingly on its own negation. Only a small, local negation, to be sure: only one species, and only a minority of that species; but there lies hope. [...] Stand tall, Bipedal Ape. The shark may outswim you, the cheetah outrun you, the swift outfly you, the capuchin outclimb you, the elephant outpower you, the redwood outlast you. But you have the biggest gifts of all: the gift of understanding the ruthlessly cruel process that gave us all existence [and the] gift of revulsion against its implications.
        -Richard Dawkins

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        • #5
          Well during times like that I have been known to put Ramones to maximum volume and bring the house down "dancing" (=jumping round) and "singing" (=yelling the lyrics). Unfortunately I seem to have misplaced my Ramones Anthology CDs during the previous moving and I really miss it.

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          • #6
            Play a computer game, of course.

            What, are you some kind of non-gaming heretic?
            (\__/) 07/07/1937 - Never forget
            (='.'=) "Claims demand evidence; extraordinary claims demand extraordinary evidence." -- Carl Sagan
            (")_(") "Starting the fire from within."

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            • #7
              I am utterly incapable of getting bored when I have time to myself. As long as I've got access to "Wordpad" I'm a happy Gimpy.
              The genesis of the "evil Finn" concept- Evil, evil Finland

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              • #8
                Just civ3 for me...it has, indeed, been a really boring sunday...
                Speaking of Erith:

                "It's not twinned with anywhere, but it does have a suicide pact with Dagenham" - Linda Smith

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                • #9
                  I've been there before - it's called the Doldrums. Try jumping to Conclusions for a while. At least it's never lonely there, but getting back to terra firma requires a swim.

                  *Sigh* post elevensies snit.
                  -30-

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                  • #10
                    Write obscene haiku. It works for me.
                    The genesis of the "evil Finn" concept- Evil, evil Finland

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                    • #11
                      I only have 15 minutes to go until 5 pm and I can focus on the activities for the evening. Help me. For the love of gods, tell me what you do/have done to get through this horrible stretch of mental oblivion....
                      Worshiping dark gods isn't the rocking good time you led us to believe, is it?
                      I make no bones about my moral support for [terrorist] organizations. - chegitz guevara
                      For those who aspire to live in a high cost, high tax, big government place, our nation and the world offers plenty of options. Vermont, Canada and Venezuela all offer you the opportunity to live in the socialist, big government paradise you long for. –Senator Rubio

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                      • #12
                        I love the doldrums. I revel in it. I'm a connoisseur of ennui.
                        Christianity: The belief that a cosmic Jewish Zombie who was his own father can make you live forever if you symbolically eat his flesh and telepathically tell him you accept him as your master, so he can remove an evil force from your soul that is present in humanity because a rib-woman was convinced by a talking snake to eat from a magical tree...

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                        • #13
                          "Every day is like Sunday
                          Every day is silent and grey..."
                          -30-

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                          • #14
                            Write you fool, write!!
                            "I work in IT so I'd be buggered without a computer" - Words of wisdom from Provost Harrison
                            "You can be wrong AND jewish" - Wiglaf :love:

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                            • #15
                              Okay, Whaleboy, that sig has HAS GOT TO GO!!!!!
                              Christianity: The belief that a cosmic Jewish Zombie who was his own father can make you live forever if you symbolically eat his flesh and telepathically tell him you accept him as your master, so he can remove an evil force from your soul that is present in humanity because a rib-woman was convinced by a talking snake to eat from a magical tree...

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