I finished reading "Slaughterhouse Five" by Kurt Vonnegut and could'nt help thinking about quite a different subject while reading the contents. I wonder if when we die, when supposedly you see life flashing before your eyes, if that instant flash or any dream that you have of a moment are the reason why sometimes we will simply sit still and stare into nothingness. Maybe at that moment, we are looking out of our glassy eyes at a different time and place and thats the reason why no thoughts come into our heads or we are even aware at the moment of our incessant staring. Its not a new idea in the least but is new to me. Go watch "Being John Malkovich." It has nothing to do with my idea but still has a concept of looking out of someone elses eyes. That movie is hilarious and out there. Well another 13hr workday is finished. Hopefully this will be my 6th and final but will probably end up being a couple more. After they are done, I will start writing in this thing again.
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so it goes.
in the picture, i am 19 years old. believe it or not. and whether i not i deserve a big girl bed matters nothing to me. it's mine now. i have suffered the indignity of thedorm sized bed (post college) for the past 2 years. now, i win.
somehow i really like afn commercials. at least they seem to know they're stupid. they're aren't insidious in their manipulation. plus, i really have fond memories of general schwartz and his special cinc huddles, beause he was like 9 feet tall, and so earnest.