tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1846012780977155675.post3679544038423337818..comments2023-10-23T11:51:43.430-07:00Comments on Glen MacCharles: Telepathy, Facebook and CloningGlen MacCharleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06362518660303256909noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1846012780977155675.post-5621521435544192632014-03-04T08:20:16.016-08:002014-03-04T08:20:16.016-08:00That's true, I'd thought something similar...That's true, I'd thought something similar but it hadn't formed into words yet. Besides, you are kind-of a prick.The Blobhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13112612054817642702noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1846012780977155675.post-61592777068861869342014-03-02T00:24:11.181-08:002014-03-02T00:24:11.181-08:00I do that all the time. I think about shit I did i...I do that all the time. I think about shit I did in the past and wish I could go kick the shit out of myself for it. But the more I think about it, the more I realise it's an ongoing cycle. Ten years from now I'll want to punch out my current self.Glen MacCharleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06362518660303256909noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1846012780977155675.post-75339587234711703952014-02-24T05:43:16.719-08:002014-02-24T05:43:16.719-08:00I always thought about beating myself up. Later as...I always thought about beating myself up. Later as my number of regrets in life grew larger, I thought about travelling back in time to beat myself up before I did whatever I was thinking of doing.The Blobhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13112612054817642702noreply@blogger.com