The Teatime String Theory.

I'm probably one of the only people who thinks that (and I await a facebook group to defy me)somewhere, some day a future me will confront me thanks to time travel (and my characteristic and diligent following of rules)and it will be comforting to know that time travel was made possible and that my future is probably pretty cool.

I shouldn't think too much though, for my head will hurt with all the pondering and whatnot. Besides, then I'd have 0.02 less material in my current book, 'The Quantum Travelling of Time, Space and Being with a side of Chips'.

It's a working title.

But yeah, today I was on the bus and there was this guy who looked a bit like an older, socially awkward me (I guess having access to the Internet with cybernetic eyes would make one less inclined to venture outside, then again, why would a shut-in civilian of the Internet decide to venture outside of his own dimensi- DAMN IT I'M OVER-THINKING AND WASTING GOOD MATERIAL). Right, where was I? Ah, yes, future me. No, he was pretty cool overall, gave up his seat for old people (the seat next to mine) as soon as I was about to get up. He also walked right up to the Junior college ATM alongside me. And I swear he gave me a few, discreet glances which screamed 'Oh yeah that's me, man I was so cool. I want to talk to him but that could be dangerous HMM OH DANG'.
Not only that, but he didn't actually use the ATM, he just waited in line. Clearly a man from the future won't have a current savings account he'd need to withdraw from.

That's not over-thinking, that's rationalisation!

I really felt like blogging before vlogging (I love how the v and b are right next to each other on the QWERTY keyboard, totally not atrocious to type offhand/blindfolded.)

I think I've used enough brackets for the day. So, to you, I bid an adieu. <3

(Have you noticed I started watching The Big Bang Theory?)