I went to see a Matt and Kim concert.

[tl;dr If current things bore you, try making something that interests you.]

In HS Philosophy our teacher had posed a question: is it better to be a fool satisfied or Socrates dissatisfied?

[I looked this up online just now and apparently Mill had said that "it is better to be a human being dissatisfied than a pig satisfied; better to be Socrates dissatisfied than a fool satisfied".]

At the time, I analysed it, I figured Socrates is better off, because I valued my intellect.
After some time, [of I suppose an amount of getting over the most oppressive of the realities of the world]
I came to think that the fool had it best, that ignorance is bliss.

I might assert that ignorance is indeed bliss. But I do not think that it is the best path. After some time I came to think about the nature of dissatisfaction. I came to reason that there should be things that I can change, or things I can make.

so I kinda started this with the hopes of making enough money to not have to work/to share awesome things.
The only problem is that once I lost interest in trying to get more people to read it,
I noticed that I wanted this to be much greater than it is, and so I kind of wanted to stop with it until either I could make it better or I'd accept it as just a medium for my sorta thoughts.

short pun that's it

[a dog that lives here. I pushed him a bit with my foot a bit so he'd leave the kitchen before putting on my shoes to let the other dog in. (he doesn't run but she does so she needs to be leashed and she got stuck on something)
He was back in the kitchen, so]

I kicked off my shoe lightly to land on him and shooed him away again.

I finished watching Code Geass. The ending made me cry. Though it had its rough moments, (the Euphie bit was somewhat contrived) the ending was perfect.
On another note, I'll describe my orientation in a bit more detail later.

Orientation

A Good Lie

When I was in grammar school... I don't remember what grade I was in, from 6-8th.
I got in trouble for changing the mouse trail on 2 computers.

As a punishment, I had to type an apology on the computer at home.
(there might have been more, I don't remember)
I forgot to do it, and when I was called down to the main office to hand it in, I hurriedly wrote one on paper.

They asked me why it wasn't typed, and I said that I had computer access taken away from me at home as a punishment for what I did.