Bored

I'm sooo bored. I have a broken hand/wrist. I can't play games and type very slowly with this one hand of mine, so i can't do any of the things I did as well as i used to. This has lead to my only option being reading. I don't read as much as I used to when i was semi-seriously writing, which was 6-8 hours a day. But being able to do nothing else other than reading has really changed my perspective on what I'm reading, and reading in general.

I've realized that 3 out of 5 of the light novels I'm reading are shit. I'm not saying that the books are objectively bad. I'm saying that my experience reading them has been total and utter shit. What do you think about that way to censor swears? You're right, the regular bleeping is far more efficient. But if you bleep it out then no one will know for certain what it was that you bleeped out! Quite the quandary, isn't it? What's that? I could leave unbleeped the first letter and that would leave some idea as to what the word in question in fact is? How true my dear reader. However, if I were to do that then the word wouldn't really be bleeped, now, would it? It would practically be the same thing as bleeping half the word, and that's no good at all. I'll leave it as is and allow your mind to imagine the perfect bleeping over the word you know perfectly well. *sigh* I gotta stop talking to myself.

There's another question, dear reader. Is a conversation really a conversation if the participants already know what the other would say? It's like when people make obvious exclamations of the already apparent. It's raining and the viewer of this rain says something to the effect of: "it's raining". Oh really? Is it really raining? I had no idea! If it were not for the drops of water descending from the sky I surely would have thought your exclamation was all in jest! People say that's strange when they see something strange and say there's a fire when they see there's a fire. How utterly pointless, and not to mention a waste of time. *sigh* What was I talking about again?

Oh, yes, thank you for reminding me my loyal reader. Who's this loyal reader you ask? Why it's you and nobody else, as I imagine that only you would dare to brave so far and for so long in this piled mess of words, a sorry excuse of a blog. Yes, now back to the books I had first mentioned two paragraphs ago. Ah, weren't those great times - two paragraphs ago. Back then I was still unsure if I could write anything, and look at me now, I've written more than I could I have imagined, which is in truth not much of a feat, since I mentioned that I imagined that I couldn't write anything. A terrible thing, isn't? What is a terrible thing you ask? Why it's the mind! Like a double edged sword I like to say. You can do so much with it, but it looks awfully heavy, doesn't? The responsibility is too much to bare! Perhaps it's more like a heavy sword than a double-edged sword, but aren't all swords heavy? Where did that term originate from, anyways? I reckon I could still hurt myself with a one edged, or even a no edged sword. Though that likely speaks more for me than the sword, I suppose. How embarrassing. Well, let's get back on subject now.

I had just finished reading Don Quixote, and was quite happy and sad at the ending, Sure, he died, but I feel that I cherished his final moments more because I knew they were his final moments. That's it! The mind is like a sword that looks heavy, but isn't in actuality! No, it's not the mind, it's writing that is like the sword! Bah, I give up! It's whatever you want it to be. Let the useless thought die and hopefully from it an actual thought can occur. I am tired and will finish recounting my thoughts on those five books, which I have still yet to mention, and the four books that led my reading of those books at a later date. I hope you have a nice time, whatever time it may be for you. Hopefully it's a fun time like the future or the past; the present is always so boring. Are the dinosaurs in the past exactly as I imagined? Is the future a terrifying post apocalyptia; or a dazzlingly advanced utopia? Oh, I most certainly would love to visit you; the present is ever so boring.