So this is my first blog in a LONG time, and first with this account. Bare with me.
Originally this was going to be about Banana Man handling... as a friend decided that is what he'd like to read about. I even had a nice lil story about my trip to Africa when I saw a cow pee on a bunch of bananas..
but, well, I got onto this topic after watching a video ( http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-zvCUmeoHpw ) that a friend sent me. Its an asteroid destroying earth. I'll give you a few moments to watch....
Well after viewing set video, I said to my friend, "that would suck", which he replied "eh, I wouldn't have enough time for the suckiness to really hit".. which opened up a whole conversation about repopulating, which at first he had no problem signing up for, after all "I'd just be doing my duty as a human to preserve the race".Well this was all fine and dandy until I took his dream girl out of the equation, and added someone "icky". Now he's actually thinking about the offer on the table. He finally decided that he was undecided and asked me, "what would you do?
start pumping out babies or, as I said, lava pool?" Well the choice was obvious to me. Find the nearest Lava pool! To me it doesnt make sense to put my life in the hands of icky! I mean icky could mean anything! Disease, features, ANYTHING! so I really didnt want to get sick and die a slow death, nor did I want to raise ugly children that for some reason I couldnt love.
Now I seem to have a phobia of hating my children, which at this point are non-exsistant. But I do fear that when that day comes, when I push that wrinkled lil piece of me out, I will not have the emotional attachment EVERY mother SHOULD have. I'm not quite sure where this fear stems from... maybe I wasnt rocked enough as an infant, or maybe I was rocked to much? I just dont know, however, I DO know that I DO love babies, and I do want to be a mother. So maybe thats enough?
Anyways, what would you do?
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