Let's discuss something uplifting today, like rebirth. Today I found out roughly how much it costs to live again. Something to the tune of $35,000. Give or take a couple grand, I wasn't really paying attention. To a person in my position, anything over $1,000 is all the same: unpayable. Oh well, I never was planning to own anything ever again anyway.
So because I actually drowned I think this must be the most expensive Baptism EVER. And it's even better because I'm not Christian so all my sins haven't even been warshed away. I think this is God's joke on me after I pulled a fast one on him. That guy's good, man.
Speaking of higher powers and beliefs and whatnot, I watched The Matrix again this morning. Now there's something I could believe in. I would more readily put my faith in all of us living programmed lives as prisoners in a computer than some magical force with super-human powers that's just... there. No explanation, he's just up there pulling strings. Always has been. Don't believe it? Ohhh well there's a special place for nonbelievers, so you best jump on the wagon.
Sigh. Life is nothing but wolves and sheep. Or leets and noobs as the dialect may be.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Just to give you something to read
I personally have little use for a blog, but I do have lots of spare time. So I figured I'd post something up here just so I look like an established member of the community and don't get chased out with pitchforks and torches for being a mere lurker.
In other news, I recently died. Which was considerably more nondescript than I figured it might be. As it happens, dying is a lot easier than waking up after having just died. Especially surrounded with suspicions of suicide (all baseless), medical bills and a tirelessly concerned family.
However, you need fret none, for I am largely the same stunning charmer that I always was and will continue to be until I get busted for cruising on an expired lifecard. Which is liable to be soon (<10 years) unless my luck and body prove to be stronger than I think. That doesn't depress me tho, strangely. I enjoy what I have and I have what I enjoy, what else is there?
K I'm gonna go somewhere else before this gets painfully long.
In other news, I recently died. Which was considerably more nondescript than I figured it might be. As it happens, dying is a lot easier than waking up after having just died. Especially surrounded with suspicions of suicide (all baseless), medical bills and a tirelessly concerned family.
However, you need fret none, for I am largely the same stunning charmer that I always was and will continue to be until I get busted for cruising on an expired lifecard. Which is liable to be soon (<10 years) unless my luck and body prove to be stronger than I think. That doesn't depress me tho, strangely. I enjoy what I have and I have what I enjoy, what else is there?
K I'm gonna go somewhere else before this gets painfully long.
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