Chat room

Reddit is reborn. Now it has the “chat” feature which lets you direct-message a total stranger or join group-chats. It sounds creepy, but if you think about it, it is kind of amazing. People who like gardening can get together and talk about pesticides and soil moisture content in real time. People who hate Justin Bieber can get together and research more things to bitch about(there ain’t nothing better to do than bitch about successful people). My first experience with chat rooms was in high school, on Yahoo messenger. Like everyone else, I used it solely for educational purposes, and talking to girls. Well, mostly just talking to girls(who were most likely adventurous guys in their 40s).

So after a long hiatus, I joined a chat room yesterday. The name of the room was “vent and listen”, which means you can vent your frustrations or listen to someone else’s and then be on your way. That’s when it hit me, “wait a second, I’m a jokes person. I can make people happy, right? This is it. This is my calling”. And I jumped right in. No one really vented about serious shit apart from some people venting about their jobs. And just like that I was called a “rambling pig fucker”. Kids these days huh? Funny stuff.

I think I’ll lie in bed and cry for a bit.

Get out

I read a post on Reddit today titled “People who have friends. How?”. Simple question with complicated answers. Believe me when I tell you that this post was up-voted by thousands and thousands of people. So I assume that a lot of people could relate. Whenever I come across such posts , I feel the sudden urge to make a reassuring comment(even though I suck at this sort of thing myself). So being the social animal that I am, I make outstanding comments that often lead to me getting banned from commenting. Just kidding. My comments actually do really well. I usually get a good amount of positive response. I just don’t reply to them. Because you know…anxiety is a bitch. It bites you with specially sharpened surgical-knife-grade-teeth.   

There were also questions like “why do I exist?”, “I am lonely, what do I do?” My advice- No one can give you a solution to your specific problem. You need to find that out for yourself. You need to try out new things until you find that special thing that makes you happy. What I can tell you are the things that I do to keep me sane. They are in no way ‘solutions’ to your problems but they might help. Wait a minute…why am I replying to a Reddit post on WordPress? Who gives a shit.

It might sound absurd but I’ve found travelling really helps. I feel like it awakens dormant parts of the brain and obviously you meet new people along the way(not me, I loose the ability to speak when I travel). Every once in a while I am reminded that I don’t have any friends. I’ve got a little trick up my sleeve for those situations which is, I pack my bags and leave. Yup. I just leave. I go on short trips. I take the train, I walk around, I smell the air, I eat the food, I take a leak, I take some pictures(without disturbing others), then I come back home and I write about it(LIKE A BOSS). And somehow, I hate the world a little less when I get back. I feel like there are good people out there.


Big announcement

This is probably the biggest announcement made since the Apollo mission. I hope I don’t break the internet.

Curiosity joins Reddit

Curiosity gets E-mail

Curiosity joins Twitter

Not anymore because Curiosity saw family members appear in list of suggested friends despite creating anonymous account. Fuck the internet.

So stop wasting time and start sending in the nudes.