In the time it would have taken me to write in this journal, I picked up a girlfriend, became a regular writer on-and then editor of- the ‘Fun’ section of our school paper, and have (almost) completed the largest volume of work that I have ever encountered. I haven’t been drunk since summer, I can count the amount of times I’ve used on 1 finger, ( Read more... )

Dear NASA ( Read more... )

You know what makes me happy? Binary systems. I think we could all do with two suns dancing around each other instead of just the one trying to pull all the planets to her while they reject her with equal urgency and gravitational force. I think I’m lonely. Why did i make it a 'her?'That’s what I was thinking about today in Astronomy, and well, we ( Read more... )

So, there’s actually very little to tell. There’s always very little to talk about and yet, in order to keep my senses sharp, I drudge on writing about nothing, in this and in my previous 3 journals which I can only assume that you, the astute internet-journal-reader, have also come across. My summer was a waste of well nothing; in that, I put ( Read more... )