Captain's Log: The Sixth Day After the Conclusion of BotBall
I woke up to the Sound of Silence. No, not the Simon and Garfunkel song nor that Disturbed cover that blew up online a while back with all the reaction channels and voice teachers on YouTube acting like they have never heard someone sing outside their typical genre before, but like actual lack of noise. It should have been peaceful yet it filled me with dread.
I slowly stepped out of bed and cracked the door out of my bedroom as I peered into the main living space to see what horrors may be laying in wait for me. The past several days have me living on edge, but to my surprise there was nothing out of what weeks ago I would have still called the ordinary. Strange.
I sat at my computer and turned everything on and loaded up the FL Studio project file I set up my organ sound in and went to the schedule page out of habit. Taken aback for a moment by the lack of any games quickly remembering that I am in fact currently living in a Post-Botball world at this point locked my computer and did chores.
Whole hauling out the trash I saw -A- Raccoon, and while it did make me tense up it turns out it was just your run of the mill trash panda so false alarm.
Realizing I was wearing shorts and a tank top and it is not a billion degrees outside anymore like it feels it was merely days ago yet somehow we made it to mid October I put on some warmer clothes and sat on my porch, silently staring at the fall colors and masses of leaves swirling in the air for lord knows how long just gazing blankly forward. Finally glancing down at my phone after a long while ONLY 2 MINUTES HAD PASSED? Oh man, this really is gonna be brutal isn't it.
So I headed back inside and I turned the computer back on and practiced take me out to the ball game for what is probably the 5000th time this year because I honestly can't even remember any other songs anymore. Are there other songs? Is it the only one? I don't even know at this point. Well, the Sound of Silence makes at very least two, maybe I'll make a list of all the songs, shouldn't be too hard.
Okay long story short that task was more difficult than expected and after getting maybe 4 or 5 listed (and that's including multiple accidental duplicates) I am coming up blank. Getting back on track here where was I. Ah yes, my day.
Oward I pushed with my organ practice. 5001, 5002, 5003, or whatever the numbers may be so on and so forth I just sat and played. Every single time so much as a hint of movement from the neighbors could be heard I jumped and let out a scream before settling down and back into the now directionles noodling on keyboard.
I don’t have the slightest idea how long I did that for but I realized I had just stopped playing and was sitting with my hands in position as if I was waiting to be told to “take it away" only to never have the middle of the 7th inning come because the only game we are playing now is the monotonous game of life. Wow that was a stupid fake deep sentence like the kind of crap you would see people post on Facebook between passive aggressive posts directed at their ex they are about to get back together with before breaking up again and acting shocked that the 10th time didn't work out. That is purely hypothetical and definitely not a scenario I am see play out time and time again because I never remember to clean out my friends list and refuse to do so when it does come to mind. Hey that's something to do! Nah, let's be real, even I am not that bored, plus I need to save something to still put off and never accomplish later.
So back to the riveting narrative, it feels like it has been like a week since I woke up but it is only like 2pm as I am writing this. I dunno how I'll spend the rest of today, maybe I'll make lunch, maybe I'll watch some highlights of when the Tigers weren't abysmal, maybe I'll find some pitchers who rake, I could probably find some fun science videos too. Wait I already have done all that multiple times this week. How the hell am I supposed to fill all this time now? Just write what feels like the same thing over and over again with slightly varied verbiage? Recount familiar scenarios ad naseum with moderately altered word choice? Repeat myself and hope nobody notices? Honestly how do people even blog day after day? This is hard and there is such little content to even talk about, do they just make shit up? God I hope not, that would be pretty pathetic.
Anyway, I am going to go re-organize my canned food a couple times and hope to God it is at least getting dark by the 6th or 7th time through and then get to bed somewhat early. I want to be done now don't I know how to wrap this up oh God, uh alright, talk to you later, I love you, yup, love you too, k, goodbye, uh huh, bye.
P.S. after half assedly proof-reading this all I can say is what an awful entry yet an accurate representation of the monotonous undertone this day had, hopefully tomorrow is more interesting.