Lately it seems that tetris has become my entire life. I could use some analogy and say that every portion of my well rounded existance correlates with a tetragon. Every piece falingl together as I play, but I won't. I've just been playing a lot of tetris because its an easy procrastion. Interestingly I've also been doing a lot of rock climbing, which is kind of tetris in reverse when you think about it. I'm not too sure about any other particular interests but I find I'm well informed about world status. I do this by checking my email every five minutes. You never know, someone might have written to you since you last looked. I'm also interested in philosophical physics which is like saying you like religous mathematics or even possibly metaphysical cooking. Except I do actually like it. I also like noise in the background. My favourite is a radio on just loud enough to hear a humm but not loud enough to actually hear the moronic things that radio DJ's are actually saying. I dont have a T.V If anyone finds out anything interesting about me, it would be really good if they could tell me. Unfortunatly I always seem to the last person to find out about things, especially about my own life. As a side note if anyone could also let me know how they put the fillings in chocolates I'd also be very interested.
Iíve been told that before you die there is a flash of everything you ever were. I donít think itíll happen to me though. If it does, I hope I can change the channel. I havenít had much of an interesting life and, to be honest, I donít think Iíd really want to see it again.
I doubt that itíll happen like that to me anyway. The people that say those things always seem to be intense people that have near death experiences in intense fashions. Thatís not really my cup of tea. Iím sure Iíll die as I lived, in the background, slowly fading.
Thatís my trick, living in the background. Iím a simple person. I have simple needs. To me they appear to be simple needs. To a monkey though, Iím sure they seem complex. Most of my wants are set by my needs. I live in a routine that gives me a life and all I want is more routine. What kind of life is that. Routine? Everyday is the same, except for the weekend. The weekend only changes slightly.
I do things to make the time pass, I play tricks on my friends. I give advice about relationships based on tetris. The original NES tetris. None of that new shit with infinite spin.
Iíve also discovered a love for reviewing movies and games but only if I can relate it to porn. Otherwise I get bored.
Iíve been told that Iím a habitual line crosser. If I see a line I have to cross it. Sometimes when no-one is looking, I donít just cross the line, I jump back and forth over it. Then Iíll sneakily rub it out with my toe and pretend that someone else did it.