Crackers, Parallel Universes, and Nietzsche

Sitting alone on a Friday night is the perfect time for reflection and self-pity. I don't know why, but I get the feeling that something major is about to happen. Good or bad, I'm not sure. But something is in the works.

My phone recently autocorrected itself to, "I are crackers," instead of "I ate crackers." Thank you phone for making me be crackers...which to me sounds like bonkers (a great word that is severely underused).

I believe the proper term for Black Friday is African American Friday. (Chiggers = Chegroes.)

I recently witnessed a wonderful Freudian slip. My friend tried to say, "She annoys me a little bit," but instead said, "She annoys me a little bitch."

Is it bad that I get a lot of my blogging material from tweets or texts I've sent within the past week?

I finally made a Danny Elfman Pandora station and it is spectacularly epic. Now even the most mundane tasks seem like an adventure.

Do you ever wonder if there are parallel universes that develop after you make a really important decision? I just find it so interesting to picture myself following through with the opposite decision and thinking of how my life would be. The older we get the more important decisions we have to make and therefore the more universes we create. I wish I could live them all. Like what if I had chosen to stay in a certain relationship, or to major in something different, or to tell someone I loved them? Is there a Julia out there married to a past lover? A Julia who's an accountant, a doctor, or a computer technician? I want to meet her. I want to talk to her and see if she is happy.

This made me think of this quote even though it's not completely the same idea:

“What, if some day or night a demon were to steal after you into your loneliest loneliness and say to you: 'This life as you now live it and have lived it, you will have to live once more and innumerable times more; and there will be nothing new in it, but every pain and every joy and every thought and sigh and everything unutterably small or great in your life will have to return to you, all in the same succession and sequence - even this spider and this moonlight between the trees, and even this moment and I myself. The eternal hourglass of existence is turned upside down again and again, and you with it, speck of dust!' Would you not throw yourself down and gnash your teeth and curse the demon who spoke thus?... Or how well disposed would you have to become to yourself and to life to crave nothing more fervently than this ultimate eternal confirmation and seal?”

from Nietzsche's The Gay Science, s.341

I would live my life over again, even the suffering, even not knowing what I know now. I guess I am greedy when it comes to experiencing things, but I want to live. I want to live out all of my possible lives. I want to be born a Chinese peasant and work in the fields. I want to be born the child of two actors and inherit their abilities. I want to be born on the streets of New York and learn how to get by on nothing. I want to live everyone's lives because I want to understand every aspect of life.

Well on that sort of cheesy note, I hope your Friday night is more exciting than mine. GO LIVE ALL YOUR LIVES.