I've spent a lot of time waiting. For things to get better, for things to get worse, and for things. It's often wasted time. Time wasted isn't actually wasted. Or so the intellectual would argue.
They may bring indefinable metrics like enjoyment into it. Yeah I'm enjoying waiting around for 2 hours before my scheduled appointment, which obviously won't be on time, for the transport. It gives me time to write this. At least time to start this.
Bananafuckingrama that's the theme this year. A radioactive bull shit infused catastrophe. I'm not talking about MH370 again, am I? A scapegoat for the delivery of a large nuclear device to detonate over the USA. Not to bring destruction but so the EMP knocks out the power grid. To bring chaos.
No that's too convoluted NaSA could easily blaim the sun for that. It's funny how Russia 'illegally' annexed Crimea much to the irritation of international boobs. Chafing jokes aside. There were no sexed up dossiers. No suicides. Just a coincidental hijacking.
I'm making light of world affairs.
I must add a disclaimer. All views expressed are actually Daniel Mills' and not no one elses.
Scapegoated.
