If anyone was wondering, I'm not going to devote an entire entry of my precious journal to that memories snippet that anyone who's been posting anything has up these days. If you have memories of times spent with me, then by George, what have you been keeping them all this time for? I never see anyone that I knew before this September anymore here ( Read more... )

Our society is especially fond of explanations, perhaps too much so. When something comes along with no apparent explanation, for example, myself, people tend to ask questions for which there is no answer. One would not expect, for instance, to obtain much of an answer to the question, 'Why are you ( Read more... )

It has been a facet of my character for as long as I can recall that I greatly dislike sneezing. As a young lad, my mother would always ask if I was getting sick when I sneezed, my father would say some outlandish childish sort of phrase (which probably rhymed, or at least slant rhymed) like 'One sneezy deezy,' and so forth until I had ceased. ( Read more... )

Life seems so much more stagnant when it's all viewed from the same spaces ( Read more... )

The older we grow, the less incredible we become ( Read more... )

There have been a number of evenings where, in the case where sleep comes unwillingly to me, I pass the time of the early morning at the piano in the common room of my residence hall. That piano has become something of a default location for me - if I'm not in my room on the computer or doing homework, I'm not eating, and I'm not at a class or ( Read more... )

It's been a week. Call it a moment of silence for the dearly departed, where I mean 'departed' not as a euphemism for death but rather simply that, a literal departing ( Read more... )

Last year was nearly successful. As it was also nearly disastrous, I can only conclude that there is a very small plateau between success and disaster in such a case that somehow I managed to hit ( Read more... )

There once was a lad, shot a mortar ( Read more... )

It has been a while since I equated school with learning. Which, I suppose, is what initially drew me to Chemistry: there were new things to be learned. And there were new things to be learned in Biology, to be sure, but they weren't sequential - there were things to be reasoned yet in Chemistry. Anyone can come up with an arbitrary set of non- ( Read more... )