I think the reason why I hate animals is because they're a waste of resources. Imagine how much more humans could do if they just stopped caring for animals. Well, we can still keep caring for the tasty ones, and horse are OK, too. However, I think we can all agree that pets are completely superfluous creatures.
There is no need for people to spend billions of dollars to buy and care for pets. All the pet really does is provide companionship, and imperfect companionship at that. Truly, only other humans can provide the right companionship (don't ask me how, I just know it's in there somewhere). Perhaps it is because humans are becoming ever more disgusting creatures that causes them to prefer the company of other species.
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Waking up Wednesday morning in the Midwest felt as if I never left, and California was distant dream that could be happily forgotten by breakfast...
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All I want is for people to understand me. Unfortunately, no one has the patience to really listen, and I lack the ability to explain.
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I've always enjoyed bookstores. Saturday night, I spent a good two hours in a Barnes and Noble just wandering around. For me, the allure is the opportunity to see the many human interests. The amazing range of human creativity, curiosity, and some-other-nifty-word-to-complete-this-deep-sounding-alliteration displayed in a bookstore bears direct testimony to God's creation of man's mind. [Read it slowly, it does make sense. Sorry, I'm making no efforts in the way of readability tonight.]
Looking at the dizzying array of colorfully bound leaves of knowledge, I find it difficult to decide what I should like to study next. True, it might be good to put forth greater effort into the things I already do instead of picking up something new, but that's no fun. Perfection of a hobby can never be attained, so why pursue anything past the point where it ceases to be enjoyable? I can't think of a single rational reason why. I can't even think of a nonsensical reason. And you all know how much I enjoy a nice hot cup of nonsense.
Anyway...keep yourself busy.
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Last night was my first time swing dancing in California. Some friends and I went to HT Grill in my neighborhood. Other than the instructors trying to teach Lindy Hop to newbies, it was really good. Completely different than the Willowbrook Ballroom. Small place, small band, but a friendly atmosphere. I think I just might do it again.
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I think part living life well is the ability to be absoutley astoundingly confused yet be interested, not frustrated.
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