The Game called Life

This life if ours is like a game. Sore losers will throw down their cards before the game ends, and manipulators will threaten to do the same unless others let them win. But true lovers of Life will play the game fairly to the very end, because otherwise what's the point?


Bonus advice: Sudoku does NOT make you sleepy.

The Best Best Friend?

So, I'm really tired.  I have really weird thoughts when I'm like this, this weird hyper/tired.  And also I tend to switch subjects really fast.  So sorry in advance.

I was just talking to a friend of a friend on twitter, and I was being a smart ass and made myself laugh.  And then I had this thought: "Ha.. sometimes I make myself laugh :) I like me. But not in a horrible ego way. In a, wish I could be two people and be my own friend way."  And then it hit me.  "Be my own friend."  That would be AWESOME!!

I understand the downside of this idea, because I can be logical too, so yes, I get that it might be boring.  Or worse yet, because I hate to make decisions, we could end up doing nothing, all the time.  Which is boring maxed out.  And yet, I still think...  I mean, I'm sure I'm not the only one who says things to themselves and giggles a bit, but doesn't say it out loud because no one else would get it.  But if you had a friend that was you, they would get it!  You could say that thing you thought, and they would think you're funny.  They might even make a joke off of that!  It would just go on and on and on...

Not to mention it would be really easy living with yourself - you would have the same taste in decor, and music, and TV.  There would be no fighting.  And if you were upset about something, they would actually understand, and actually care and listen.  You know how some people just do it because they know they can't get out of hearing you talk?  (I live with that a lot - selfish people who will talk endlessly about themselves, and I'll be a good friend and listen and comment, but when it's my turn suddenly they don't have time or don't care or go 'hmm' a bunch.  Jackasses.)  That wouldn't happen.  You could really be understood.  Wouldn't that be awesome?

Damn, now I really want this to happen.  It would be like a twin, but better.  I would play tennis with myself and binge on Pizza Pizza pizza (always fun to say) and cause a whole lot of trouble.  It would be awesome.  Don't you think?

*PS*
I just did a quick Google of this, and apparently I am not the first to think of it (no surprise there, really).  But I must quickly say that I mean it literally, not the 'talk to yourself' way, or positive thinking way.  And also I can in no way recommend following that wikihow that will come up - if you want to, fine, but it looks a bit ridiculous to me. :P  Just sayin.

Reflections of the Past..?

So earlier today I was thinking about something I had said in my last post.  "But does that mean that we're all just warped reflections of someone else?"  To be honest the idea kind of freaks me out.

Let me explain.  I was talking about how I suspect I'm turning into my mother, which led me to the thought "daughters are a reflection of their mothers."  Now, pretending there's no loopholes to that thought (some mother may not be like their mothers, biological mothers may not be there, in which case it would be whoever the main female figure was, I guess, etc etc.) we can assume that your mother is like her mother, who is like her mother, again who is like her mother.  So that's like.... your... great-great gramma.  Now, assuming that you are like your mother, it could be said that because everyone is kind of like everyone else, via the chain, that you are a warped (non-negative way, sub for 'tweaked' if you want, but it's less fun) version of your great-great gramma.  Yay you.

Now, that thought is kind of weird.  But hold on, just give it a sec.

Pretending that this chain of generations of women who are like each other never ends, does that mean that we have personality traits of people from 'the beginning' (whatever that may be?).  Think about it.

I've thought about it already, so I'm just gonna skip ahead here, if you haven't thought about it yet this is your last warning, do so now.  I don't think that we could actually have traits of people from that long ago.  It's kind of like how even if my great-grandfather came from Italy, I'm not really Italian.  I mean, we have to mostly develop our own personality, even though we tend to mirror whoever's the major influence in our lives.  I think in reality, time and generations would have its effect on people.  And what about the rebels?  They laugh in the face of this theory (probably, I don't know any though, so who knows).

Anyway, that's just what was going on in my head.  That and the realization that I need to learn how to end a blog entry less horribly.  Ah well, I doubt many people read this anyway.  If you are reading this, o internet phantom, please ignore this horrible ending right here.

Thanks!

PS  Think about it!!