Never self-analyze... Self-analyzation is the enemy!

[WARNING]
As of writing this, I'm not in a particularly "comic" mood... Ergo, I'll probably not be ranting as much as usual. Probably...

Hmh... This is one of those "I think life just got on the train, and took off... Now it's not that I mind, but I have this dodgy feeling I'm walking on the track..." kind of moods...
I'm in a situation that, by all means, should be good. Got a flat. Got a job. Surrounded by people I like. Yet for every day that passes, I grow more, and more apathetic.
Work bores me, people are idiots and my life isn't nearly as exciting as I'd like it to be... But this isn't anything new. So why's it bringin me down?
Work sucks. This is a well known, and often versed fact. The odds of this coming as a surprise to anyone, are as likely as snow on Christmas eve. We know it happens, but there's no point in taking into account when making plans.

As for the "People are idiots" bit. This is not really of any fault of their own.
Idiocy is to large groups of people as hitting the ground is to falling. And by now, I reckon it'd be safe to call the earths population a "large group of people".

Which brings us to "apathetic". But I've always been apathetic. I'm one of those people that, if left to my own devices in a burning house, I'd probably be more likely to sit down and wait for the fire to get fed up and go somewhere else, than to actually get up and move out of the way myself.
It's not that I'm against movement or anything. Movement has never bothered me, and we try to avoid each other as much as possible. It's just that, I seem to have taken lazyness to a level where it has become hard work.
I can spend hours trying to figure out what the best way to not do anything is. This often means that, had I just got up and done it, it would've been over and done with by now. But that's completely irrelevant and besides the point.
I've used this approach throughout my life, with varying success, but success none the less. If you're sick, I find the best approach is to not care. Weather I make a fuss about it, or not. I'll be sick either way. Might as well just ignore it. This also seems to work most of the time. Like now for instance. I'm sure I should be caring for this throat of mine. What with the coughing and having dificulties breathing and all that... It might even be a clue, that I can't talk properly for the first two hours in the morning...
I could just possibly be a little under the weather. But so what? I could stay in bed, not move, feel sorry for myself and generally moan a lot. But last time I checked, that didn't help either. I know lots of people who like feeling sorry for themselves... They still get sick. Coincidently, they seem to do so more often than other people I know. But I'm sure it's not related in anyway... What so ever...

On a completely incoherent side note, go listen to Regina Spektor. Odd's are you'll like it... That's what I found anyway.

Cheer's.
- The Bedlamite