My Day To Waste

I didn't do much with my day off, though that's hardly surprising.
I actually slept in until almost 10, which is pretty amazing (especially compared to getting up at 4:15 in the morning if I'd been working), and from there I didn't progress very far.
Eventually, though, I felt as though I really ought to do something, so I decided to head out to some of the stores that, for whatever reason, I usually only go to when I take a day off, like Circuit City and Target.
It became clear very quickly that going out into the world was a pointless venture, which I pretty much already knew before I left.
Of course, that's the problem of my contradictory nature. In a general sense, I don't like people. Among their inumerable other faults, they're obnoxious, they drive too slow, and invariably, whether on the road or in a store, they're in my way. So given that the world is full of people, avoiding going out into it seems sensible.
And yet, I am a person, which means that contact with other people is pretty much essential to my existence. So even though I'm repulsed by people, I'm drawn to them as well.
Let me just say that it all annoys the hell out of me.
But the point is that this conflict leads to a kind of restlessness that eventually drives me to go out into the world, yet try to avoid contact with people while I'm there.
Or something.
All I know is that I could have just stayed at home and done some writing or drawing, or exercising, or something, but for whatever reason I felt like I had to go out and do something so that I wouldn't be wasting my day at home.
And yet, going out, ultimately, was a bigger waste of time.
Oh well. It was my day off, and I could waste it however I saw fit, or didn't see fit, as the case may be...
Despite going to the stores less visited, I didn't actually buy anything. They only thing I did do while I was out was get lunch in the food court at the mall. Every once in a while I get a yen for the bourbon chicken that you can only find in mall food courts, so I had that.
While I was eating, "Zalfiro" called me, though I didn't hear my phone ringing in my pocket.
I heard the voicemail alert once I got out to my car, though, and called him back.
It's funny that he called, as I had been thinking about calling him, but I wasn't sure if he'd be home or not.
After talking to him I took a nap.
And that was my exciting day off.
A while ago Brian called to ask me if I was having a heart attack.
I assured him that I wasn't, and he confirmed, as I suspected, that he'd heard on his scanner that someone in my building was. I didn't notice any kind of emergency personnel outside, though.
Anyway, now it's almost time for "Family Guy," so I'll wrap this up.
There was a lot more I wanted to write about today, but I was too busy wasting my day to do it.
Oh well, it's not like I don't have four more days in which to do it.
And, honestly, how likely is it that I'll waste all four?
Don't answer that.