mamabunny

This makes me happy

Is that totally fucking weird that i get really excited when i get to use the thesaurus? Its like, eating cheesecake er something.

Earlier i was thinkin about a dream one of my friends told me once. She said in this dream, she was at some department store looking at purses. She would pick one out that she totally loved, get ready to buy it and then realize that she absolutely hated it. She would continue looking and would find another one that was perfect. Again, she would realize it was not THE pefect purse. It kept on going like this until she left without buying any purses.
Anyway, I'm not really sure what my interperatation of it was at the time, or what i said when she told me. Probably something along the lines of 'oh, hm thats odd.'
Ok so, i'm assuming i was thinking about this dream because i was having a conversation with someone about capitalism. And you know, im not all that sure i like the idea anymore.
haha as im writing this the following has been said to me
'hello? Did you catch any of the latter half of the 20th century? this has got to be the worst case made for marxism ever'
ah well.
I never did that well in debate class. That always confused me. I mean, for one i have pretty damn good social skills and dont have any problems telling people how i think things should be. Two, i love politics and government. I'm tryin though, dammit.
So, not that i think marxism would solve every political problem but there really needs to be a change in the way we all think about our lives. I dont believe that people will be equally poor, they will be equally equal. And since everyone is already so damn lazy we might as well adopt an ideal that caters to our laziness. Right? I am so damn tired of everyone i talk to telling me how fucking depressed they are and how they 'need' their Zoloft. Its because no one is ever satisfied with their life. If im feeling down it really doesnt take that much for me to get over it. The process usually consists of me freakin out for about 5 minutes, then i think about how much it would suck if i were like allergic to sunlight, or water or some sorta food. Cause sun and water and food rule. Or like, thinking how totally happening it is that i have arms n legs and 10 fingers. Then i go take a really big dump and think about how great it is i can go pee and poo on my own. It dont seem that easy for people. I mean, i TRY to tell em, but ive realized that people dont usually like me to tell them to get over it, so i keep most of it to myself.
How i just connected capitalism to depression i have no clue. Money just stresses everyone out. It shouldnt be like that.
In conclusion, if marxism doesnt work out and most people hate it, we can revolt. And i think that would be mighty fun. Course when i think of a revolt i picture myself running around in a corset and pokin people with a bayonet. I spose technically there wouldnt really be anyone to revolt against. hm, i should really think these things through a little more before i rant about it. oh well. Ok. i cant go on about this anymore. But i shall end it with something my friend told me:

"as i have said before, your brain tends to come to intresting conclusions...."

Ps: Im not real sure how much longer i can stare at my profile picture. It kinda creeps me out. Its like "yoohoo, im totally fixin to shoot a banana out of my bottom"