Another post, its only been months

I don't know if this just means I am ADD or just go through cycles of cynicism, hope, productivity and existentialism, but why can't I seem to consistently post things here?

I just watched About Schmidt and am currently reading Sylvia Plath's The Bell Jar. I think it helps when fictional books have a more fantastic plot because it keeps you entertained and doesn't give you as much time to... think? Thinking seems to be a curse nowadays, especially when most people are either constantly working or watching television.

Sometimes I get self-righteous and brag that I don't have cable and that cable is a waste of time and unproductive, but then I realize I am just in one of my productive moods and if I wait long enough I will give a rats ass about television, or other people watching it. Unless of course I can rally behind another self-righteous idea, like that of people being blindly mislead by the media, or by the subtle influences of a sitcom.

And even after reading and not watching TV, why do I still misspell subtle on my first attempt as "suddle".

And tomorrow I am going to go to work and pretend everything is okay and deal with the regular bull-shit. What is stopping me.... us all? From just walking out on our responsibilities? Is it that we are holding the fabric of our society together? Wouldn't our society just evolve into something different if we all decided to pursue what we enjoyed? Although I don't think anyone enjoys cleaning out sewers or picking up trash.

A lot of people are walking away from their foreclosed homes and everyone is pissed about it because it screws other people over, but don't those other people also have the freedom to walk away (and face the inevitable consequences of having your credit destroyed).