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Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Five Senses of Love

Sight - I love looking at restaurant menus with pictures. It's nice to have a view of what the dish could have been.
Touch - I love touching goldfish. Their scaly, moist exterior reminds me of happier days.
Sound - When the fat lady sings. Probably means whatever was going down, is over. And it means that I was right.
Taste - The taste of cajun food is always delicious. The fact that it wrecks my bowels means I get a lot of alone time as a bonus.
Smell - My favorite smell is when someone sprays too much Febreze in a room.

Wednesday, January 25, 2012

No forgiveness!

The so called profound statement is easy to understand yet doesn't make sense. It's trying to say that if you don't forgive, you'll surely feel just as bad as the person who wronged you, but whoever said that must have done a lot of bad things and tried to get people to like him. I'm a strong believer in fairness, which it isn't really fair if someone does something really terrible and all they can say is "sorry." Forgiving someone is like saying that it's fine and we should forget about it, although some things just can't be forgotten. The only way someone could get some forgiveness from me is if they were truly innocent.

Thursday, January 19, 2012

Fly on the Wall

If I was able to be a fly on the wall in any future conversation, I think it would be best for job interviews. I could overhear what the questions were, and one-up the person before me. In past situations it would be applicable in situations where I could find out if was going to be in trouble and if I was I could find a suitable hiding spot.

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Squatalla, the Perfect Country

My perfect utopia would be situated near the United States on a secluded island. Near there, we could still partake in trade, while still staying away from the temptations ever prevalent in the U.S. The population would consist of good natured smart people throughout the world. A secret society would be made specifically to find said people. People would be required to not make stupid comments, but instead, make constructive or snarky yet funny comments if you need to say anything at all. The country would be run by a committee of people aged twenty to thirty years old. That way, we could keep things fresh without the clouded judgement of the elderly.