Yawn. Ok, I'm back.
I had the strangest dream. I was building a house with yoda. But instead of using the force to do the hard stuff like you might expect, he just sat around all day drinking beer and saying things like "Change your blade regularly! Dull blades lead to splinters, splinters lead to anger, and anger leads to the dark side!" So I strapped a leash on him and started swinging him around my head. I don't remember much after that...
What else...
I got mono and got better-- really explains all the sleeping, huh? It was a mild case (according to doc: "untreatable virus with the symptoms of mono. get lots of rest, quit smoking." "it hurts to breathe, I don't think I'll be smoking much." "hmm, maybe I should give this virus to some of my other patients..."), but I sure couldn't keep awake long enough to rock the SG for a few weeks there.
I drove to CA and saw the Coachella (awesome), got 2/3 of the way back home and destroyed my car (awsome in a totally different sense-- see "coachella" set in my pics). So I don't have to worry about parking anymore.
I flew to houston for a friend's wedding and spent a nice long memorial day weekend being grateful for whatever inspired me to move from there to here a few years ago. My god, but that city sucks ass.
I have spent entire days at a time asleep.
I might have developed a girlfriend, but I'm not sure-- I promptly gave her an untreatable virus with the symptoms of mono. Choice quote: "this is the sickest I've ever been in my life, I'm not very happy with you right now."
I had some serious epiphanies about the meaning of life, but I've forgotten them.
So it was a very busy opium/disease dream all in all. Most of my favorite CD's were destroyed in the wreck. Go look at the pictures of my dead car in the coachella folder in my pics, then come back and read this phrase: $120 ticket for improper lane change resulting in an accident. Fuck you, Utah, that's what I say. Throw Utah in the Fuckit Buckit. Oh man, I haven't paid that yet.
I know there are some significant events I've forgotten but if nobody remembers it, it never happened, right?
Can anyone tell me what {theoretically} determines the wavelength of a graviton? Is it the distance between the objects interacting?
Ok. Thanks so much to everyone who kept leaving notes in my journal, I really appreciate it. Now I'm going to take a shower, then I'm going to call my mom, then I'm going to attempt to write everyone back. I need to figure out who dropped off of my friend list, too. Ok.
** edit: it was jesthestar... what happened to jesthestar?
I had the strangest dream. I was building a house with yoda. But instead of using the force to do the hard stuff like you might expect, he just sat around all day drinking beer and saying things like "Change your blade regularly! Dull blades lead to splinters, splinters lead to anger, and anger leads to the dark side!" So I strapped a leash on him and started swinging him around my head. I don't remember much after that...
What else...
I got mono and got better-- really explains all the sleeping, huh? It was a mild case (according to doc: "untreatable virus with the symptoms of mono. get lots of rest, quit smoking." "it hurts to breathe, I don't think I'll be smoking much." "hmm, maybe I should give this virus to some of my other patients..."), but I sure couldn't keep awake long enough to rock the SG for a few weeks there.
I drove to CA and saw the Coachella (awesome), got 2/3 of the way back home and destroyed my car (awsome in a totally different sense-- see "coachella" set in my pics). So I don't have to worry about parking anymore.
I flew to houston for a friend's wedding and spent a nice long memorial day weekend being grateful for whatever inspired me to move from there to here a few years ago. My god, but that city sucks ass.
I have spent entire days at a time asleep.
I might have developed a girlfriend, but I'm not sure-- I promptly gave her an untreatable virus with the symptoms of mono. Choice quote: "this is the sickest I've ever been in my life, I'm not very happy with you right now."
I had some serious epiphanies about the meaning of life, but I've forgotten them.
So it was a very busy opium/disease dream all in all. Most of my favorite CD's were destroyed in the wreck. Go look at the pictures of my dead car in the coachella folder in my pics, then come back and read this phrase: $120 ticket for improper lane change resulting in an accident. Fuck you, Utah, that's what I say. Throw Utah in the Fuckit Buckit. Oh man, I haven't paid that yet.
I know there are some significant events I've forgotten but if nobody remembers it, it never happened, right?
Can anyone tell me what {theoretically} determines the wavelength of a graviton? Is it the distance between the objects interacting?
Ok. Thanks so much to everyone who kept leaving notes in my journal, I really appreciate it. Now I'm going to take a shower, then I'm going to call my mom, then I'm going to attempt to write everyone back. I need to figure out who dropped off of my friend list, too. Ok.
** edit: it was jesthestar... what happened to jesthestar?
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You're a quarter of a century old now. How do you feel old man?