Really, I really don't like waiting.

Have I said that before? I keep saying it to family members when they make me (wait), but maybe it's not a fact about me that I've posted online before. It's probably a fact that I shouldn't be posting, but whatever, with the SOPA act lurking in the shadows I better make use of this speech freedom before it's gone.

So I'm speaking about having to wait. This morning I had to wait for the washing machine to finish before taking a walk. Maybe some people would call that an inevitable wait time, but for me it's just bad planning. Missing the bus is bad planning. Doing nothing is bad planning. Still I don't want to plan too much, I want to live on impulse, but that just makes it all the more important to plan ahead. Why? I can't live impulsively if I don't plan for my impulses. Let's say I feel like taking a swim. Let's say I'm in the middle of writing an essay that should have been finished two weeks ago. That's the kind of bad planning I'm talking about. And if you don't like waiting either, I should probably end this post so you don't have to wait any more for the:

End of rant.