My Dreams Get Real Bizzarre

And I just really don't want to wake up in the mornings because reality is much harder to take.

Jesus! It's been a hell of a day in the office, let me tell you! My brain was fried in the morning from doing jack all, and then things got busy in the afternoon with a lot of urgent and important stuff. It's not good when you get rikroll'd by your boss on all your comments and ideas and suggestions, ouch! But oh well. I take it as birthday karma. Everything just tends to get a little shittier as my birthday approaches and leaves me. Haha! Rules to be me!

I absolutely detest women who wear leggings/jeggings as a legitimate form of clothing! Not just that, I can't stand it as exercise wear either! Idiots! It makes no sense, I just ask WHY!

I hate it when you go to fill out forms on the Internet and big places (universities, banks etc.) haven't correctly formatted them, so you can't read everything in there, or there's no room to input additional (but relevant) information. Should probably hire more people who didn't fail High School internet classes. Haha! I can't believe we had classes related to internet use when I was in high school! I can't imagine that they would even need to do that now. Kids these days just scare me with what they know and how they go about their business. I hope they get their fearlessness kicked the shit out of them! Then again, maybe I think that because I'm jaded.

The sunshine looks amazing when it reflects off the flag, as the wind blows wildly.

The news was reporting the other day that some quantum physicists have postulated that there is the possibility of the soul being located in the brain. I love how the media jumped all over this and said "science proves existence of soul". I think this is where the future of science lies though, in quantum mechanics and these sort of advanced hypotheses, because in a way it makes sense. No energy is wasted in the universe, it merely becomes other forms of matter. Hell, maybe it becomes dark matter or even dark energy?

I'm fighting my own atheism here. It's attacking me with the vigour of a new convert to any theistic religion.

Today I read that non-creative behaviour (i.e. routine-ness) is learned! Well holy fuck! I knew it! A life of education and boring bullshit 9-5'ness is killing us. That's why we're all divorcing and being unhappy. Life is killing us, yet it's the only way to make a living. But don't you think it's funny how money tends to snowball?
When you come into a substantial bit of cash, it will typically need to more of the same? I've found that my wealth has jumped quite a bit over the past few months, as my savings has obviously increased, but the rate of growth just seems like more, despite me not spending any less or earning any more, it just feels like it.

I also read that Noel Gallagher believed that under a Thatcher lead Britain, that great art was created. I tend to agree, dictators, tyrants, and other neo-conservatives lead such a repressive regime that the people have no choice but to rebel through creative outlets and create new things. But as Mr Gallagher rightly pointed out, these days when people tend to have it good, they won't just write songs any more, they will tweet about it. And I guess in that, society loses a lot of its artistry. More Gallagher brothers, please. Less Rob
Delaney's, please (despite his hilarity).

Yikes, it feels like I'm having a stroke here! I wonder what the hell is going on. Looks like I won't get to be a member of the 27 club, haha! Sorry Miss Winehouse and Mr Cobain.

The use of language isn't as important as the context. Let's say someone calls you an idiot. You will probably just laugh and carry on and wonder why they couldn't think of anything more insulting to call you. I think it depends on the person making the comment, though. If they hardly use profanity and then out of nowhere, calls you an idiot, that's a massive deal. Maybe even more so than your friend calling you a fucking retard, right? So there you go, I think it all depends on the intention of your remarks.

Well that's good! Looking back on this blog, things seem a little bit more normal. Hopefully I can keep this up.

What the hell are you doing?  I don't even know what I'm doing.

Joaquin out.