update: found thesis duct tape / band-aid.

my car is trying to play the game of dying.
it's not going to win, damnit!

i don't think it would mean anything without the pain and fire.

if the asshats in the library don't stop having 15 goddamn minute conversations and talking on their fucking cell phones AT THEIR THESIS DESKS, some teeth are going to get the fuck kicked fucking in.

( about 30 minutes ago, i laughed. )

inky pinky: a caffienated candy.

i might have a thesis topic! it might be about something really, really awesome! namely, robots. narp! might, might, might! it also might be about combinatorial games. might, mighty! mite! mighty mite! too much coffee... (!)

bleh.

i think that there exists a very real possibility that i shall never grow tired of dylan's _blood on the tracks_.

q: how awesome would a thesis about the economic impact of the chernobyl disaster be?

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