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Man! Today my vision is just for crap. Blurriness and halos abound! It is freaking annoying. I should really take care of myself or something. Sheesh. My glasses were supposed to be a miracle cure! Science was supposed to be on my side! Imagine my chagrin at finding out otherwise. Stupid science. In other news, I just recently purchased a couple of those old Choose Your Own Adventure books. I used to read those all the time. I went through those little books like a recovering heroin addict goes through methadone. Let me just say....... Sometimes nostalgia lies. She's a fickle mistress, and she's not to be taken lightly. I loved going through all the endings through those books. I usually found out what was up pretty quickly, I usually chose one of the "best" plot lines early on, and then of course I'd go back and get the endings where you fell into a pit, challenged the wrong bad guy, when down the wrong plain alley, unwisely opened the unremarkable door your doom led behind, or on one memorable occasion - I was turned into a mouse. Sure, whatever. I think that was always one of my problems with the Choose Your Own Adventure (You'll pardon me if I don't keep using bold print and italics ) series. See, in the CYOA (familiarity breeds anagrams) books, sometimes you got the crap ending with no warning, or worse still; you'd get to that one decision path where both decisions were flawed. What does that teach kids? Sorry kiddo, but your desire to turn left and go into the bedroom instead of following the black cat to your doom as you just discovered, is not gonna save your ass this time. Thanks for trying to learn basic problem solving for us. We're sorry the game was rigged. Seems like they rarely appreciated violence either, they'd give you an item sometimes, maybe even something suggestive....Like a gun- but woe and peril befall the youth that attempts to use that device. Maybe the writers would just get lazy occasionally, or worry that the child would then pencil in "uses alien blaster" and a fake page number....And then write their own endings, there by putting that franchise out of a job. I remember being part of a martial arts world in one book, but I don't remember karate chopping anyone. I think I might have traveled back in time. No, that was another book. Damn it. That was always another problem with the CYOA's. They tended to kind of run together. Which is creepy, because I recall there being over a hundred. Maybe I could do it better. Hmmmm.

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Jaded

So i'm 26 and I feel so apathetic. I feel jaded even. It's something that I thought I was at terms with. I had played Charlie Brown's ready foot to Lucy's tilted football too often. The world is a callous place, people can be so very cruel. I had read the memo. The real problem is....I thought that I was disconnecting myself from other people's concerns because I didn't want to end up as drone like as all that.....And it turns out it's happened to me anyway. There was a brief time in which I considered myself something of an optimist. It was a very brief time when I was much younger. The world around me, and my own lack of conviction sort of bled the optimism out of me, I think because I hadn't founded it in anything....So it was too fragile. Certainly my faith in people is hard pressed to bare any fruit, because so many people act without thinking. I've been one of the people most guilty of that in my time. I guess the problem is that optimism usually seems so blind....And I guess the reason I feel like that is because I don't really work towards any end. I'm finally getting tired of my life lacking direction, and I'm beginning to think it's time to do something about it. I've always been concerned with the opinions of others. More so than mine.....Because I had sort of told myself for a long time that it didn't matter if I had an opinion. I shut some fundamental part of me down a long time ago that allows people to really get close to me. I have not treated my friends very well at times. In short, if I'm unhappy....Maybe I really should try something else. I've been using my apathy as an excuse....A way to prevent myself from trying things and failing...When really...Well, I've defeated myself before I even stepped up to the plate. I'm not saying I want to be an optimist, because optimism can be just as blind as pessimism......But even if I lack faith in the human spirit, it doesn't mean I should also contribute to that feeling does it? All I know is that I am unhappy, and most all of my family and friends have encouraged me to do something about it...So maybe it's time to do something about it.
Then again...
*shrug*