Weekend Wars

This weekend I ate weird food.
I yelled at some woman.
I told her that the ball was much more beautiful than shell ever be.
I showed Brian how inferior his pokemon skillz were, compared to mine.
I watched Kung Pow with ma friends (really stupid hallairious movie).
I made a big fort in Joey's junk yard out of yarn, big sheets of metal, sticks, posts, and furniture.
I showed everybody all of my skillz.
My pokemon skillz...
I am so amazing...

I love eating food...

Im here to sing all about my food eating habits. I know I should quit. Its really unhealthy. I realized something today. For all I know our reflections are alive. And think and are conscious, just like us. Exactly like us though, no different. If every thought we were thinking, they were thinking at the exact same time. They move exactly like us. And there would be no way of ever knowing if it was true. Our reflection would be thinking the exact same thing and considering us to be the fakes. And if we were to find away over that our reflection would be doing the exact same thing and there would be no difference really. And if the reason we cant just walk through them is be cause what ever gets put up to the mirror has an exact copy doing the samne thing on the other side with the exact same amount of pressure being exerted on the exact same places on the mirror. We would never know. And I wouldnt really care.