Another plug for my Xanga, now morphed into a questions site, cause there's more that I don't know than I do. Click the title for the link, as usual.
The missile knows where it is at all times. It knows this because it knows where it isn't.
Saturday, November 20, 2004
Monday, November 15, 2004
Nobody knows, and yet he does
I was pretty sure it happened to everyone eventually, just not positive. I'm talking of that feeling of loneliness, that feeling that you want someone close, something beyong friendship. I don't really know what it is. Though I've seen it expressed as wanting someone to hold you, or someone to cuddle with, or by more explicit people, a cry for a boyfriend or girlfriend (pick as appropriate).
With my vast empirical evidence, I believe I have a solution. With so many people on both sides of the gender line having this feeling, they should get together. I'm kidding. It takes some amounts of guts to actually go through with it (more for some than others). I kid again. It doesn't actually work that way, in that there's nothing logical about it. Well, I've fooled you again (or maybe you've got on by now). You should replace "empricial evidence" with "imagination". There, that looks better.
With my vast empirical evidence, I believe I have a solution. With so many people on both sides of the gender line having this feeling, they should get together. I'm kidding. It takes some amounts of guts to actually go through with it (more for some than others). I kid again. It doesn't actually work that way, in that there's nothing logical about it. Well, I've fooled you again (or maybe you've got on by now). You should replace "empricial evidence" with "imagination". There, that looks better.
Friday, November 05, 2004
They should have sent a poet...
The first article (click title, as always) out of the Nov. 4 Daily Nexus PoliceBlotter is just too good to pass up. In part because I live at the place where this happened. In part, cause it's so outrageous and funny. In part, cause it's written so humourously. I give the Daily Nexus a lot of credit for maintaining a newspaper largely based on people getting drunk and acting stupid.
Thursday, November 04, 2004
Halloween Pita
I think it's fair to give my good (almost non-existent) readers a summary of my Halloween 2004. I dressed up as... something. I can't really say what, but it was a combination vampire (black cape with red inside), Jedi (lightsaber), and executioner (black hood). So whatever that is in your imagination. I had a friend over from afar, and went to a pre-party by a person I hadn't seen in a long time. (I love how descriptive this is.) There were drinks and whipping, and then we headed down to DP, and lost half our group at the first intersection. They probably turned right, we turned left. We went half a block one way, and a block the other, before we headed back to someone's place since some were too drunk and some where not drunk enough (I was neither). There wasn't much to drink, but we lounged around, and listened to people throw up. Then, we went to our sleeping places. So, not really much to it. Hard to see out of that black hood, can't really comment on the few costumes I saw.
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