Such a calming song...
I think I need to find a purpose in life soon. Perhaps I just haven't been hedonist enough.
Fuck it. I can't fucking concentrate.
I don't know what to do...
I had so many nightmares recently, my first in a while. I forgot how terrible those are, how terrified they leave you, how you can't fucking get to sleep anymore, how everything around you just terrifies you.
Seriously, I can't do fucking anything right now, I'm out of my mind.
Hehe, facebook thinks, because I satirize conservatives and Mormons and religious people so much that the ads I'd appreciate would be for Rick Perry's Day of public Prayer, and the 22 month old preacher, and "Living Scriptures".
The Economist always talks about how good facebooks advertising aiming is, but it has a bit of a hard time when I always say the opposite of what I like, as sarcastic satire.
Although, maybe it works in a sense, because they are interesting definitely, even if I don't agree with them, being a liberal atheist.
I've kinda disconnected more and more from the world, seemingly.
I think the problem is I need to start smoking weed.
I've started spending too much time thinking, thinking about the universe, and shit. Look at this: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hubble_Ultra-Deep_Field
The Hubble Ultra Deep Field. 13 billion light years away.
I especially like that picture from 1:35-1:41.
Pretty fuckin hawt.
Wow, that is one crazy fucker of a dad.
An economics professor at a local college made a statement that he had never failed a single student before, but had recently failed an entire class. That class had insisted that Obama's socialism worked and that no one would be poor and no one would be rich, a great equalizer.
The professor then said, "OK, we will have an experiment in this class on Obama's plan". All grades will be averaged and everyone will receive the same grade so no one will fail and no one will receive an A.... (substituting grades for dollars - something closer to home and more readily understood by all).
It's well done.
For example, it points out something that I didn't realize before, but that's true if you think about it.
If there truly is a difference between "bad" and "good", and God makes the laws of Morality, what's "bad" and "good", then obviously there is no difference to God, so he can't be "good".
Think about it, if God makes the laws of bad and good, then he can't be good, or bad, except of course by his own definition, there's no way to judge him to be good.
is a fucking awesome movie.
So anyway, about exactly 1 week ago, my shitty laptop shitted out on me again.
Which it also did about 6 months before that.
We fixed it that time, but decided to not bother this time, and instead got me a much more competent laptop. This one has the feel of quality.
Or at least more quality than that shitty piece of shit. It's certainly more solid.
The last one was a Dell. I've never heard good things about Dells... And it was at the lower end of the spectrum anyway. This one is a more mid-range Samsung.
Anyway, news, anything interesting.
Not much, really.
Okay, that's not why.
But it's close :P
So, I just learned creepy shit on Morgan Freeman through the wormhole, and I want to explain it on here, so maybe I'll understand it a bit better, if you guys wanna read, that's fine.
I just learned that the way we see reality is only one way to see it. Our three dimensional way of looking at things is only one way to describe the reality we see. But there are actually 2 ways.
This comes from a huge debate in physics started by a guy I can't remember, and Stephen Hawking.
It started about black holes.
Or that's how I feel all the time, at least.
My God, I know my circulation's never been fantastic wonders, I mean, I turn red really really easily, my blood always goes to my feet, and my hands if I let them hang down.
People always mention that, it drives me fucking insane, woah, your hands are all veiny and red!, No, really, I've never ever noticed that. It's a good thing we have perceptive you here to point out after a few seconds what I've never noticed in my 15 years of existence.
Is fucking weird.
Most of the actual fear was the anticipation on the way to the bungee jumping place, and then I was over it mostly by the time we got there, I'd mastered myself.
And then it came back a bit when I saw the bridge, and how very, very high it was, 200 feet above the river.
And a bit more when I walked out on the bridge and was able to look through the holes in the metal grating surface and see how the river looked even farther away at the top of the bridge.
And then I saw people jump off, and it was weird.