getting a thought out of your head - I ramble a bit

So I was sitting around last night, having just finished enjoying a peanut butter butter and Hershey sandwich.

(I don’t have any bread, so I just spread peanut butter between two Hershey bars and chomped away. If you use a Mr. Goodbar, it’s like having crunchy peanut butter. I don’t recommend a Hershy bar with almonds, as it just tastes sort of funny. Also, avoid trying this with Charleston Chews.)

So I ate my dinner and washed it down with a vanilla shake (I also didn’t have any milk, so I just put some ice cream in a glass until it was soft enough to mash into a shake-like substance) and then settled in for a night of Playstation playing and DVD watching. I kept my watergun handy to fend off any potential snuggling that may be attempted by my sister’s cats (I’m cat sitting while her new house is being built).

After a shower, I wandered around the place nude for awhile, thinking to myself how cool it is to have my own place. I cranked up the stereo and played some nude air guitar. I soon tired of this, as dancing around nude is dangerously close to exercise, so I set about admiring my balls.

No, you pervs, I mean my autographed baseball collection.

I was still thinking how cool it was to have my own place and not have anyone else around to mind me living like a pig, eating bad food, and wandering around naked just to traumatize my sister’s cats.

Suddenly, it wasn’t so cool to be alone, as I always tend to start thinking if I don’t keep my mind occupied. I don’t like thinking. It disturbs and confuses me. One thing in particular stuck in my head and I couldn’t shake it. So it comes to this:

What do you do when you get a thought stuck in your head and you want to get rid of it, mainly because there’s nothing you can do about the outcome of what you are thinking about?

Sorry to ramble so long to get here, but it’s a slow night at work and typing makes me look busy. BTW - the spirit of the OP is true, if not the actual facts. Dinner last night was Ramen Noodles and a Dr Pepper. Not a perfectly balanced meal, but it’s better than a Hershey sandwich.

You sit down and try to write about it. The second you TRY to think about it and organize it, you’ll get a writer’s block.

Hmm. That’s an interesting suggestion. Writer’s block just happens to be something I specialize in.

Which reminds me, I need to buy a working typewriter…

Good thing you didn’t use Charleston Chews…
You’d still be chewing that right now and thus be unable to work. :slight_smile: