Extended Warranty

This WordPress program is annoying, but I’ve said it before. One of the things I hate about it is that in order to write something I have to start out with a heading for it. Most of the time I haven’t got a bloody clue what I’m going to say, so putting a headline at the start is fucking retarded. This heading says “extended warranty” because sitting next to me is a box which had a graphics card in it. The box has ‘extended warranty’ printed on the outside. This is not about warranties, extended or otherwise, I don’t know what it’s about yet. I have to keep typing to find out. It’s like walking down a road. I don’t know what I’m gonna find. Maybe nothing.

Christmas is looming followed by New Year’s Eve. It will be good to get past these things. I never did really like them much. It’s largely forced upon us by society and commerce to participate in it. I’m not a Scrooge, but sometimes it would be nice to not have fucking Christmas and New Year’s one year. New Year’s eve is the worst. It forces us all to remember that we’re stuck on this knife edge of time where the future is nowhere to be seen. Time is tyranny. Without time we wouldn’t be so obsessed with how old people are. You may not even age as much without the constant man made reminders of the passing of “years”. What are years anyway? The combination of revolutions of this or that. The seasons. The phases of the moon. The movement of the stars. Who makes up this stuff?

I don’t need it. If we leave the earth’s gravitational field time ceases to exist as it does on earth. Time is relative. The Universe is timeless, so why the hell should anyone be stuck with this calendar bullshit? Fuck time. Personally I live in the eternal now, but it’s time for breakfast. What has the Sphinx got to do with this? Fuck all.