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Ever thought you are not going to make it in life? No goals, no challenges no gut wrenching fear driving you forward? Can’t stand it?

Well, I can. I have kind of an existential philosophy that shapes my outlook. It involves a willingness to let life carry me along in its wake as I contemplate its infinity mystery.

And I sleep a lot.

Cheers.
ps: I watch Discovery Channel too.

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One of the most popular procedures today is the nose job. The technical term for the nose job is rhinoplasty. Rhino? I mean, do we really need to insult the person at this particular moment of their life?

They know they have a big nose, that’s why they’re coming in. Do they really need the abuse of being compared to a rhinoceros on top of everything else?

Cheers.
ps: Rhinoplasty (Greek: Rhinos, “Nose” + Plassein, “to shape”)

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Statistically I am just slightly above average, but i make up for it with plenty of enthusiasm and perseverance.

Cheers.
ps: Statistically speaking of course.

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I hate kids.

I see them. Having tantrums in supermarkets, screaming in movie theaters, making everything sticky and yucky. And the whole world gives them a free ride just because they are cute, just because they are kids.

Not a fan of babies either. Never saw whats the big deal with babies. People are always making such a fuss about babies. I don’t really care much for them myself. They are all squally and wet most of the time. And its almost impossible to talk to them.

I hate kids and babies.

Cheers.
ps: Babes not included.

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You can measure distance by time.
“How far away is that place?”
“About 20 minutes.” But it doesn’t work the other way.
“When do you get off work?”
“Around 3 Km.”

Cheers.
ps: I’m 1km away from hitting the bed.

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As some of my close friends know, my personal 3 little goals are to win a Nobel Prize, get James Earl Jones to record me a voice mail, and to win Chuck Norris on a one on one. I don’t care in which order. I just need to get them done.

For the Nobel, i don’t really have a particular field to get the award in. I don’t care which one. I’m just in it for the money. Last night I came up with an idea that should get it done. This idea targets The Nobel Prize in Physiology or Medicine. I don’t have any relevant education in those fields, and I haven’t done any research, so I know I need to come up with something big to get the judges past their bias for competence. My idea needs to cure a whole lot of problems. Anything less would be begging for the award committee to snub me once again.

Meeting James Earl Jones and beating Chuck Norris might be a problem though. James might just pull a force choke on me with just his vocals and Chuck might just beat me senseless with a single round-house kick.

So for now, I’ll be contented with the Nobel, although it wouldn’t be much.

Cheers.
ps: Satan once said that between Chuck Norris and himself, he would pick Chuck Norris.

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Lately I feel as though I am in some sort of limbo I don’t know whether I am moving forward or moving backward. In the end it’s quite a surreal experience. Most of the time I feel detached from who I really am and more ungrounded and with there being less substance to myself than before.

Is it my job? Unlikely.
Is it my love life? Non Existent.
 
Is it just me trying to rationalize my existence and the reason I am where I am at this point in my life?

Wow, that almost sounded like I might actually have something there. Phew … I am not even going to think about the things are just said. Are these merely the ramblings of a man on the edge of going insane? Or are these merely the musings of someone so grounded in reality that they see it for what it really is? Yeah, even I don’t believe it’s the last one. Is it just possible that we all are just trying to get through this life without trying to make too much sense of it? Cause really if we understood why we were here and what it all meant do you think we could handle it?

Now I’m not saying that maybe there is some GRAND SCHEME of things and that maybe we are all on some cosmic quest of greatness. But ponder this for an instant and only an instant maybe just even a second, but ponder this nonetheless what if the meaning of life and the reason we are here is simply, “because”.

If that was the reason and it all came down to “because” and that was it no grandeurs answer, no long philosophical mumbo jumbo on how everything is its own little piece of a huge giant puzzle, and that we are all here “just because”, would life be worth living anymore?

And maybe, just maybe, we could turn it around and finally change it into “because we can”. In the end I think that is the meaning to life and the universe, “because we can”, cause really if you think about it we have the choice on whether or not to live and in the end I choose to live “Because I can”. Question is, can you?

Cheers.
ps: Because i can …