I don't remember where I was at this time last year. I suspect I was sitting exactly where I am right now. How pathetic is that? I shouldn't be so harsh... Though I'm sitting in the same chair at the same desk, is it the same person sitting in that chair? I'd like to think not ( Read more... )

Ever close your eyes ( Read more... )

Merry Christmas, everyone! I'm going to bed now...

To drink or not to drink? I have a lovely bottle of Dutch vodka and an even lovlier '97 cabernet. I would like to be intoxicated momentarily, but I want it to go away. Drunkenness just ruins the magic.

There is never too much pie; there is only too little stomach.

So as I'm enduring this protracted misery of doing the laundry, I open the directory holding all my mp3's and click "select all files" and allow them to play randomly. Who downloaded this garbage?? What was I thinking? Was I depressed? ...drunk? I mean, really... Star Wars techno remixes? German rap? Inspector Gadget techno rave mix? Linkin ( Read more... )

Laundry makes me violent.

If an angel showed you glimpses of the future, would you argue? Would you try to disbelieve? Would you even openly question the existence of angels? What if there were books that said such a thing was possible, then would you still argue? (You can't believe everything you read, right ( Read more... )

Woah... TO O MU UCCH CCCOOF FEE...

I read somewhere that to give a name to a thing was to control it and this made sense to me. A name circumscribes a particular area of The Cloud, puts a handle on it easily grasped by the opposable digits of my mind and allows me to wield it. The drawback is that things which lack names have no handles and are immune to my reckoning. The notion ( Read more... )