Sunday, December 12, 2004

Stuff to Do

It used to be easy for me to say there was nothing to do. That is always what you say when you mean there is nothing fun to do. I'd think about the internet and think there was nothing good there on it. The trick is to find the right places to look. Any given site can have dozens or even hundreds of hours of entertainment on it. I was reading this blog tonypierce.com/blog/bloggy.htm since he has a book coming out about blogging. He writes really lazily, very unlike breakup babe's perfect spelling and punctuation. He just writes what comes into his head it seems, yet still it's structured with paragraphs. I suppose if I wrote like him, I wouldn't have problems worrying about how to punctuate properly. He's been blogging for over two years and every single day he must invest at least an hour into typing. There's just no way you can read it all. And when you think of how many bloggers there are that type that much, the amount of things people have to say is endless. I mean, it's certainly defeating to read for 4 hours and then think, wow, that was just a week's worth of blogging. And for those of you who aren't aware, I've been making an effort to swear less ever since Brian's little brother was playing Halo with us. I hadn't realized the development of my inclination to throw swear words out my mouth until then. I said, "F**k!" then, realizing I'd sworn, say "I mean shit!," then, realizing I'd still sworn, say "fuck!" then realizing I'd sworn again say "god damnit! this fucking sucks!" Finally, I realized I couldn't stop swearing so I hung my head and shook it in amazement. That was the moment I realized I had a problem swearing. The last month or so I've been nearly able to eliminate it from my vocabulary, which makes me proud that I could do something I set out to do. Of course, when I'm writing, at least once a blog I'll write an expletive out fully before catching myself and have to delete it. That's what happened when I decided to talk about swearing.
Anyways, I was talking about how much there is to read out there, but I lost my train of thought, and as it passed the passengers gave me the finger even. I loved reading tony's entry for Dec. 11th about the president. He compared america's devotion to him as an audience for the special olympics supports even the last place finisher, and Anna Kournakova said "you know its really not cool to compare retarded people to the president," and he said why, and she said "cuz its unfair to retards." That is my position on the president. I think he is a retard. It was really fun to read tony's blog because he seems a lot like me in a lot of ways, or perhaps it's how I want to turn out. He has a hot hot amazing girlfriend, yet he doesn't even own a car. He's funny and intelligent, yet he's black. Okay, totally kidding, those things aren't contradictions. But I like the topics he chooses to write about and the positions he picks for them. I'm not saying I'm a mindless reader who gets sucked into the bandwagon the writer rides because of the points he makes. I'm saying I agree with him on everything he wrote about that I read, with exception in that he blames republicans for lots of things. I generally don't categorize people into who's a republican and who isn't, because I don't think anyone is entirely one political belief. People choose the candidate they choose because he is more reputable in the eyes of others, and the few issues you remember about him supporting are those you also support. I personally think as long as the politician is smart he should keep getting reelected. Bush isn't smart. He's the dumbest president we have ever had and that bothers me. In fact, even talking or thinking about Curious George being president makes me frustrated. The yellow man should just give him his banana and he should be content not being president. But enough talk about what I think, let's hear what you think. Oh, that's right--this is my blog, I own it and you can't say anything. Unless you add a comment at the bottom of the page, but clearly this is one those impossibilities in life as nobody does that on my blog-ever. So I was thinking about how much time this man must invest writing. Every day he must come home thinking, "wow, that is so going into my blog," and he has pictures and info. about all the websites he's been to, yet he seemingly leads an active life solving crimes where he goes out each day and does things. He said "the biggest fear i have is i will come across as boring." That's how I feel. Nobody wants to be boring. They want to feel interesting and different from the billions of other people on this planet, each of whom have their own thoughts and brains and lives, because being interesting separates you from everyone else. The more people know about you, the more they'll care about you, and the more people that know about you, the more people there will be to care about you. This is why the hype over celebrities exist; people are interested in those they know about and thus care about them which makes them further interested in them. The lovable Pres. Kennedy died, and were it not for his popularity, noone would care about a single death in this country. Anyways, I have hours of studying for my physics final tomorrow and hopefully I'll do well enough that I'll pass that class. Unfortunately, I've missed some quizes, forgot to do some homeworks, missed a lot of classes in favor of sleep, been quiet in class, and failed a test or two. Consequently, it is unlikely my teacher will see it fit to pass me, and he will not care because he does not know me and he is thus uninterested in my success or failure as a student. I've heard it said that it is a teachers job to care about their students, and this completely false. It is not in one bit the slightest responsibility of the teacher to care; it is only their job to teach material and have it understood by their students. Still, I must do my best to prepare once more for this subject that will never again become relavent in my life once I exit the engineering scene, with whatever hope there is that I will be able to pass. And it's a good thing there is hope, for psycologically it adds an element to all activities and competitions that make spectating them marvelous. How exciting would it be to watch a football or basketball game if once a team got a significant lead, there was no hope by the athletes to come back and win? You have to play it by ear because there is no knowing what the future holds. Wow I've heard that too much. So seriously, I'm done writing and doing physics. Wish me fun.

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