| My mommy is sooo silly. she got all upset and such when i was explaining my whole philosophy of "life is pointless because we dont exist" theory to her. she decided that i was going to kill myself. of course, i was being all philosophical today, so i was like "well, Reason and i already discussed that, and..." at which point she cut me off, and started ranting about how i was going to kill myself again... so i had to explain to her that i wasnt and that if she wouldnt cut me off, she would know that... so... i said "mommy, im NOT going to kill myself because life doesnt exist, what is the point is there to discontinuing something that didnt exist in the first place?" this made her unhappy, too. i dont get her... she's sooo weird... i tell her that her fears are ungrounded, and she's like "OMIGOD! i dont want you to not kill yourself because life is pointless and so suicide is pointless!" -at which point i say "so... if thats not a good reason, should i kill myself?" i mean, i thought it was a philosophical discussion, so i thought that i should question everything, and figured that she realized that we were having a philosophical discussion, so it couldnt do any harm, right? wrong. "EEEHHHAHH! noo! eileen i DONT want you to kill yourself, i just want there to be better reasons for you to NOT kill yourself." so i told her that i didnt see a reason to come up with better reasons since we didnt exist so it didnt matter. at this point, i think she may have had a minor heartattack. i mean, honestly, if my reasons work for ME why shouldnt they work for her? i mean, its the ends that matter, not the means, right? i'm a pretty happy person in general. we all have our bad days, though today wasnt one of mine. today was a day inwhich i was feeling philosophical. 'parently, me feeling like i should talk about the way i feel about life means that im at high risk of killing myself. the woman actually seems to think that i'm going to off myself because i see no purpose to life. the silly goose. I enjoy pointless things. i actually like things more when they have no higher purpose or intent. my mom is soo silly. so, she's decided that i'm going to kill myself, and has threatend me with a therapist. basically, im thinkin' that i dont need one, but if i go to one and get him/her/it to tell my mom that nothin's wrong with me, she'll be more inclined to believe it than if i tell her so myself. sh is SO effing weird. besides, once i get the whole normal thing out of theway, i might just start to amuse myself by inventing a new life to lie to the therapy person aboot. hehe. it could actually be fun. i bet i could really convince the dood that im crazy.
i could tell him about the unicorns that i "see" everywhere.
and about how Ewoks are going to take over the world.
or about how leperachauns are conspiring agianst the republican party 'cause they're killing everything green.
man... i would have too much fun with a therapist. im pretty sure its just a generally bad idea... XD. |
