My blogs IN NO WAY reflect my perspective on life, my outlook on life, or anything else about me really. They are just what happens to be floating through my head at the time. Pure speculation. They do not offer insight into my soul, they won't tell you who I really am, and they won't do the same for any of you. At best they'll offer a new perspective on things, a perspective I may not even agree with. I know it seems like it makes no sense, but it does. The blogs don't reflect me. Just my thoughts at the moment I write them. Unless I EXPLICITLy say that's what I actually believe, it's not. Or at least it's PROBABly not. It might still be. But whatever.
There are much better things I could be doing with
Current mood: thoughtful
...than writing blogs that I know only about... seven people are gonna read (well that was the count last time I checked the first blog). My keyboards' kinda dying, which really sucks. I paid eighty bucks for this thing like a year or two ago and the black paint is wearing off the keys! What the fuck is that?!
And so for any of you doubting the incredible randomness I told you this blog would be, the above paragraph was proof. I was actually thinking about something fairly deep eariler today while on the toilet that I thought I might write about and explore further in the next blog I wrote, but I totally forgot about it by now. Maybe I'll remember it later. Maybe I won't.
Apparently we're leaving soon to get birthday cards for my mom. Kinda random, when you think about it. That we celebrate birthdays I mean. Why do we find them so significant? Why do we rejoice the fact that we're one year older, one step closer to death? It's ironic really. We're all so scared of dying and yet we all want to be older. Well, most of us. Us kids anyway. Nobody in their forties wants to be older. I guess the only ones really content with their age are in their twenties. Then again, I'm pretty sure there are those of us who, upon reaching their twenties, will long for their carefree youths when there was so much more to look forward to and so much less shit to actually deal with. It's like when you're that age, the ages ahead look so much better, and then when you get there it's not all it's cracked up to be.
I guess the best age then would have to be five. Yes, five. You're old enough to know what it is you do to have fun, and you do it, and there's basically no restriction on it. You don't have any responsibilities and no one expects anything of you, you can just do what you want (for the most part). And of course, there's all the stuff you have to look forward to, all the stuff that hasn't yet been tainted by the reality of the situation once it's actually met. I think you see where I'm going with this, and I'm geting tired of typing so fast, so I'm gonna end this and hope more than seven people read it. This is probably the first actually serious thing I've ever posted on the internet. Well I hope somebody enjoys it.
EDIT: Adressing what Mulletman500 said... I'm not sure immortality would be worse. It would definitely be a lot worse if you were locked in an age that you hated yourself in, and were forced to deal with yourself like that for all of eternity. This would suck. But to be locked in a blissfully ignorant mindstate... that might not be so bad - like being five years old. If you were five years old forever, it'd be great, because you'd never have any worries or problems or troubles or anything. You'd be blissfully unaware of all the problems in the world, and you would be content in just entertaining yourself with your toys or whatever for hours on end. Also, it might not be so bad if you were locked in an age when you were just generally alright with life - where you felt you were at a good place, you were proud of what you'd done and you felt there were more great things to come. I don't know though.
ok well today is epic awesomeness. Or rather this day precedes epic awesomeness, because tomorrow my girlfriend comes back from ITALy!!!!!! I know right ITALy. What's in Italy besides Italian food and Italians? Well apparently something, as she chose to go there
But enough about that. This is my first blog. On like anything. And I'll probably start doing these regularly here, most of them just completely like random rants - stream of consciousness rants, if you will. I remember once this guy had a blog where he would just write what came into his head, sort of thinking aloud about life, the universe, and everything as we know it. Well, i WONT be doing that, seeing as I already know the answers (42) AND the question (I would tell you but your head would explode, sorry mate).
Umm... yea if you didn't realize I'm incredibly bored. I'm incredibly bored most of the time. I'm DLing the Fantomas Discography off BitTorrent right now (thanks Deluxity for the recc) and yea hopefully that'll come today so I can listen to it tonight... but at any rate I have nothing more to say (I actually had nothing to say to begin with but that's ok) so I'll leave off for now and try to get more people to actually look at my pro... I have no friends .... actually I think I have eight friends, but that's much fewer then most others... I'm not exactly WELL KNOWN around here, but let's see if we can change that! Probably not, but it's worth a shot!
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