Alas, what nimble footed and oddly agile truth is this that lurks in an all-too-blatant fraction of my heart? Is it the warm sensation of total self-actualization, sweeping across my mind in an unstoppable burst of satisfaction? Is it the sensual fullness one expects when achieving at last a perfect nirvana experience? Could it be the infinite ( Read more... )

Ah, third snow day of the year. How excellence, aside from the fact that it is completely useless as exams had already ensured the day to be off. Oh well. The snow looks nice. And I suppose it is nice to have an excuse to stay in bed all day. La la la.... What is new of late that is post-worthy? Oh! Grade twelve math provincial yesterday was a ( Read more... )

As was recommended, I am posting more on lj because, hey, what else is a young Canadian male within the age demographic of 13-17 supposed to do with his time? Aside from eating popcorn and priming his ears for frost bite after a brisk bike ride through the unusually windy city. I'll tell you one thing he is highly advised not to do, lick flag ( Read more... )

What's that thing called when you lose control of your mind? Insanity?

"Sometimes I think everyone's crazy. And sometimes they are. And sometimes I am. And sometimes the world's being fried in a blender by a mechanic who wears rubber gloves. That's just life, I guess."

- A brilliant man

Indeed, an update for it seems that such a time has come. Words, words, words: Gotta love Hamlet. I miss the odd fellow. Could it be that I am sleepy, or merely tired? Aye, there's the rub. For in that sleepyness what insomnia may come. To die, to sleep. Or to sleep, to die. Either way it makes a very fitting end. Or could it be a higher guilitine ( Read more... )

My thumb hurts. Very badly. It also seems that every piece of technology I touch falls apart. Lovely. Luckily it also seems I have a knack for figuring out complexities. Very Lucky. And lovely. Well, no, not lovely. Quite sucky actually. And my thumb still hurts. The other thumb, not on the hand of last night. Waiting waiting, burning bright. Where ( Read more... )

Sleep of madness. Early morning freezer. Momentary joy, followed by dispair. Menial time walking quickly. Rectangle table discussion. Disappointment, denied the opportunity to set hands on fire. Fire drill. Not literally. That may be the name of my project. Random speaking. Solitude in the place of first meeting. Insulting petri dishes. With ( Read more... )

I think this day is rapidly becoming the definitive Wonderful Day.

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