am i pretentious or am i not?
what am i?
who is god?
where do babies come from?
these are a couple of questions ive never bothered to ask myself or for that matter any other person.
why.i repeat.why do we need to know the answers to these questions?
i mean its not like im gonna go "holy shit.THATS GOD! wow i wonder if he'l be my friend." or "ok.im neo-liberal blah blah blooh blooh.woohoo.now that i know,i can join the club!"
if i'm pretentious,well,theres not much i can do about it,and if i'm not,well, woohoo.
why are people so worried about stuff that doesn'affect them.like other people getting mixed up between affect and effect.
if everyone chilled out a little more.things would be so much better.
do your bit.and then crack open a beer.dont worry about the result.thats my motto.
now if only i could live by it.
i really want a swiss army knife.not a small piddly one.one where the knife is actually scary.man that'd be cool.my dad has one.hmmmm.
i get on peoples nerves.thats why i have bery few friends.but trust me when i say this.the friends i do have,like the really good ones,the ones who like me even though theyve witnessed me being a pain in the ass,will stand by me through thick n thin(ive never figured out which is the bad thing- thick,or thin) and those are the people for whom i will do everything in my power to help.
i read this book once.its called "who moved my cheese".very famous.i thought it sucked.what sucked was not the idea.but the book.
thats all for tonight folks.
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