My comments to an annoying guy trying to insult everyone and pick fights.

"You seem to be an eternalist with alot of unchecked aggression being generated by your ID. Yearning for attention and a sense of self inflation in order to try and fill your self image which you've created through your superego. By picking fights and getting our attention you are attempting to control others in the room in order to confirm your own existance (especialy because you are afraid of death) This excesive agression is probably steming from your supressed libido which is generating a desire to sleep with your mother in order to obtain a high since of intamacy with the most important women in your life. However, you is unable to do this because I stuffed her last night."



P-1002 Robot Aliens

It is quite possible that there are other forms of life out there in the universe. There is the "it's a whole lotta space just for us" theory. and there's also the "God coulda made it all just to prove a point" theory, along with many other equally scientificish theories.

However, for the purposes of this entry..it's somewhat relevant (it being the idea that aliens might exist.)

But let us say they do. It is not likely at all that they are running around in hovering spaceships anal probing hicks and cows. We must think of it like we are aliens. We are aliens to other aliens or creatures from lets say...Melmac. If we were to ever find them, we would probably not be in anal probing hover crafts. It would most like be a probe...but one like the ones we sent to Mars. If they do come to earth, most likely first contact will be in the from of some sort of alien robot that is randomly scouting the universe, just as if one of our probes makes contact out there on Mars. After that...they probably aren't going to take the time to come all the way out here to take the view of most outhouse holes.

But let us take this a step farther. We try to make our robots more and more animal and bug like, because they are better explorers. Try to give them as much intelligence as possible so that they can find there way around and explore on their own without falling down or running in circles. Some most likely they will not have little hovercrafts, but some animal or insect like robot that comes to earth.

And one more step further. Perhaps WE are alien robots!! Aliens sent out "people probes" years ago to study different planets. We are all naturally curious and explorers, and really have a drive to replicate ourselves, and take on the actions that produce replication. I know I could go for some late night replicating action at the moment! Our blood is our oil, our bones our substructure. We compare ourselves to extremely sophisticated computers all the time. And heck, we're even so advanced that we've expanded to other planets in our solar system. Reaching further, and exploring more for out "alien masters." The human mind even gives off tiny electrical signals at all given times. Perhaps we are sending signals back out to our "alien masters." Or perhaps the "anal probes" do happen, and they are done by "probe bots" (seeing as I still stand by the fact that they won't be coming out themselves) And these "probe bots" come to all the human robot inhabited planets, download info from the "port hole" then take it back to Melmac.

I'm thinking this is a pretty good theory. Now to test it with my computer, a usb cable, and some KY. I'll let you know how it goes.

Until then...ponder it....You are just an alien robot.



Pissed Off

I am incredibly pissed off right now. At a girl I should be pissed off at, but never am.

Walking down campus, she walks past, I walk over out of my way with a la de de la la la and a grin. Smile and give the "hi how are you crap" She's running late...I use it as an excuse to get out and go. Puts me in a horribly fowl mood, and I've been in nothing but a wonderful mood for weeks. The fact that I was so happy and nice was half of what put me in the fowl mood.

Seeing her for just one second usually puts me in a wonderful euphoric and fuzzy mood that I just can't shake for days, but today for the first time it pissed me off to no end. Doing some stuff on campus...walking back, there she is again across the street at the street light. She tries to make goofy faces, I try not to look too pissed or look at her at all really. Cross when the light turns, she stays on the other side with a friend, don't know if she's waiting for me to cross, or if she's going somewhere else or something. I cross, she smiles, I look pissed of, give a bit of a grumbled hey and keep walking. I saw a flash of something in her eye when I walked by, I suppose a realization that I was pissed and was just gonna walk by, which I never do. And I always have this stupid goofy grin on when I see her. But not this time.

There has always been a part of me that has loved her, and a part that hated her (or maybe hated the situation) But the love part always took control of everything, and outweighed everything, by far far far. But today for the first time it didn't. The love is hidden away, hurt, abused. It's still there, and still remembered, but it has no hope at all, and sees no light. So in it's shrivled, torn and weak state, the hate wins out. Putting me in the horrible mood I am now in.

Recently wrote her a very brief e-mail, just a "wondering about you, how are things, good I hope?"No response.

They say you shouldn't give up on something you can't go a day without thinking about. But I think there was this day last week when I didn't think about her. Though it may have been a year since she's even really thought about me at all.

Is she afraid of something? Does she just not want anything to do with me (well...obviously she doesn't) Is it fear, hate, apathy? Does she just not care anymore. Did she never care...I don't think that was possible. I could always see in her eyes...that I couldn't possibly want to be anywhere else, or with anyone else, ever (at the moments we were in those brief moments. I remember one time in particular...I can see her eyes then. It was in the eyes. Now....I don't see them, and when I do...I can't read them. They hide from me.
So now...do I give up...which I pretty much have already done. Decided awhile ago to give up. But I haven't really let go. So do I just say screw it and force myself to never think about her again? Do I say, oh well, I'll just remember the good times and forget the rest. Do I give one last call, one last chance. A...look..this changes or it ends now forever (though she never answers the phone or returns my calls...so might not be possible) When I first was going to give up, was just going to leave some flowers on the door, and a little note saying goodbye, unless you don't want me to say goodbye type of thing. Maybe I should still do that. Maybe I should call and yell, or leave a pissed off message saying go to hell.

The perfect situation...she'd call...say, I want you in my life again. But that's not going to happen. All hope is gone. I do know though that I dont' want to feel such hatred when I see her. I want nothing but love in my heart for her, and nothing but happiness for her. She could probably easily be happy, but won't let herself it seems.

Sigh...what to do.

Maybe I'll just send her a link to this. Or maybe I should just think about how I should really not still be thinking about her. She just has that kinda hold on me. Probably pretty pathetic of me.

Oh well