I had something written out that I was going to post then I realised I didn't care enough to follow it through. That has always been my problem, a general apathy towards my ideas and a dislike for any kind of confrontation where I have to defend them.
I don't believe I will be around to see the end of the world. But as it was pointed out to me once, the world won't really end, humans will just cease to live on it. This was pointed out to me by an actual person, not a television show. I am unsure if they already believed this or if their thinking had been influenced by the show.
The idea that there is a world outside of the one that I inhabit always fascinated me when I was younger, up until I was a teenager of 16 or 17. It still does now to a degree when I watch a nature documentary about some far off uninhabited region of the world. There idea that there were people living lives that I knew nothing about was stupidly strange to me. It was something that I should have been able to know and accept, but somehow couldn't comprehend.
A few months ago I watched Tears, Tiaras and Transexuals. I enjoyed it, though found it unsettling as it made me question my ideas on gender and what exactly a woman or man is. It also taught me a new phrase which I have failed to work into my conversation despite an affirmation that I would. You could have heard a rat pissing on cotton.
To celebrate turning 26 and the leaving of my extended adolescents a friend and I took a large quantity of psychedelic mushrooms. My share was larger than his, bless him, because I enjoy the taste of raw mushrooms and he doesn't. I also don't mind eating a little dirt. While on mushrooms we mused and laughed at the fact that there are now people who pay us to be competent human beings. I wish I had some psychedelic mushrooms right now.
I am enjoying having a regular income now. I get paid very well for having to do very little. I don't get as many hours as I would like or any kind of real mental challenge but one can not have everything that they want in life. As a stepping stone it is a good, dry, solid one.
