Ever wonder about the meaning of life?
Not what the meaning of life is, but why we have to have one? Why does cognitive thinking automatically equate to a higher place in the world for humans than everything else that exists?
I went to a party for a friend last night. While it was nice to see a bunch of people who I used to work with, it made me realize something. I neither thrive nor particularily enjoy large group enviroments. People stumbling around a house drunk making lame jokes, and telling the same stories to the everyone they come across = not my idea of a good time. I ended up sitting there for at least an hour watching two people play shot glass chess. And I smoked a lot. I seem to always smoke more when I'm uncomfortable with my surroundings.
I also think that there was a girl who was actually hitting on me. Which is odd, because I never, ever get hit on by anyone. It was really nice up until I started talking to her, and realized that the poor girl was literally stupider than a pile of bricks. Really pretty (which was even more surprising), but I just couldn't bring myself to keep flirting back. I'm not sure what it would have lead to if I had, but I know I won't have sex with someone I can't see myself in a relationship with. Maybe I take life a little to seriously, maybe my standards are too high , I dunno.
I went home when everyone was getting ready to out to a club. I didn't need to compound my situation with being in a room with a ton of horny men in polo shirts, with upturned collars no less, all jostling for the attentions of like five girls on the dance floor. I don't think a lot of guys who go to these places realize that the skit from SNL "A night at the Roxbury"; it isn't that far off of them in a modern dance club. It annoys me to see people treat other people like meat.
Well, enough rambling out of me, have a nice day everyone.
Not what the meaning of life is, but why we have to have one? Why does cognitive thinking automatically equate to a higher place in the world for humans than everything else that exists?
I went to a party for a friend last night. While it was nice to see a bunch of people who I used to work with, it made me realize something. I neither thrive nor particularily enjoy large group enviroments. People stumbling around a house drunk making lame jokes, and telling the same stories to the everyone they come across = not my idea of a good time. I ended up sitting there for at least an hour watching two people play shot glass chess. And I smoked a lot. I seem to always smoke more when I'm uncomfortable with my surroundings.
I also think that there was a girl who was actually hitting on me. Which is odd, because I never, ever get hit on by anyone. It was really nice up until I started talking to her, and realized that the poor girl was literally stupider than a pile of bricks. Really pretty (which was even more surprising), but I just couldn't bring myself to keep flirting back. I'm not sure what it would have lead to if I had, but I know I won't have sex with someone I can't see myself in a relationship with. Maybe I take life a little to seriously, maybe my standards are too high , I dunno.
I went home when everyone was getting ready to out to a club. I didn't need to compound my situation with being in a room with a ton of horny men in polo shirts, with upturned collars no less, all jostling for the attentions of like five girls on the dance floor. I don't think a lot of guys who go to these places realize that the skit from SNL "A night at the Roxbury"; it isn't that far off of them in a modern dance club. It annoys me to see people treat other people like meat.
Well, enough rambling out of me, have a nice day everyone.
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"And now the male hyenas stalk the females, doing everything imaginable to grab their attention, all while the female hyenas ignore them because they are acting like asshats and being completely obvious about their horny, competitive state."
I hate frat bars.
Is that a new haircut? I like it.
And hey... I can't take her down on my own. Gotta keep her in line somehow right? So it's poop in the shoe!