Bad Habits

Just saw an episode of 'My Strange Addiction' featuring a lady who's really into bodybuilding and a lady who constantly sucks her thumb. I'm not sure I'd consider their habits addictions, but it makes me think about the human drive, and our rationalizations for and against the habits we form. We're good at lying to ourselves about our habits we don't like because they are just so comforting and hard to undo. When we do come to terms with our bad habits, the unconscious mind clings to the habits while the conscious mind tries in vain to overcome them. I'm going to compile a list of habits I'd like to overcome ranked according to level of detriment to my life then do all I can to overcome the ones most detrimental to my life first and work my way down. I do suppose that being overly obsessed about breaking bad habits can be a bad habit in itself if the obsession becomes a compulsion to be nearly perfect and free of bad habits. Moderation!

The Blog Entry about Nothing

Yada yada yada.  Wah wah wah.  I'm feeling uninspired with nothing to write about.  I've been in a mental smoggy haze these past few years.  Freud would be speechless about my mind, he'd be without speech about my mind.  The chapter of this mental smoggy haze phase of my life has been dull.  I've been all over the place from San Francisco to Amsterdam, but I carried my empty dull mind with me during my expeditions.  Carrying this mind dulled what could have been a vibrant technicolor experience into a limited 4 color CGA blandness. Now here I am, in the place I was born and raise with my empty mind without much about to write about.  Perhaps technology is partly to blame.  Google does nearly all the thinking for me and is like an external brain substituting for my actual brain.  I don't have to memorize much, as I can always use Google to help me to remember who the prime minister of Australia is, or what the US constitution amendments are.  I don't have to think much about politics, philosophy, religion, ethics, or whatever, I can just passively and mindlessly read people's responses in forums or some other person's blog while I shut out any critical thought of my own.  And if I try to look for a refutation against what feels wrong, I can use Google to find articles to refute it.  Or if I am looking for info to support a position, I can find confirmation on Google. Whenever I have a question or curiosity about anything, I  have an overwhelming number of information at my disposal on the internet.  Perhaps I'm experiencing technological information overload?  Perhaps the DSM-V should add this as a psychological disorder.  Perhaps I should take a permanent break from the computer, start reading books ,and start writing my own ideas instead of this skimming high amounts of information.  My level of thinking is becoming progressively shallow and dull  causing me to become a useless brain-dead piece of jellyfish.  I wish myself luck on my journey to becoming mentally inspired.  Is this blog entry even a portrayal of reality?  I'll find the answer on Google.