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I promised never to do this, but I'm really drunk. [16 Feb 2011|02:49am]
Get hot, get too close to the flame
Wild, open space
Talk like an open book
Sign me up
Got no time to take a picture
I'll remember someday all the chances we took
We're so close to something better left unknown
We're so close to something better left unknown

I can feel it in my bones
Gimme sympathy
After all of this is gone
Who'd you rather be?
The Beatles or the Rolling Stones?
Oh, seriously
You're gonna make mistakes, you're young
Come on, baby, play me something
Like, "Here Comes the Sun"
Come on, baby, play me something
Like, "Here Comes the Sun"

Don't go, stay with the all-unknown
Stay away from the hooks
All the chances we took
We're so close to something better left unknown
We're so close to something better left unknown

I can feel it in my bones
Gimme sympathy
After all of this is gone
Who'd you rather be?
The Beatles or the Rolling Stones?
Oh, seriously
You're gonna make mistakes, you're young
Come on, baby, play me something
Like, "Here Comes the Sun"

Gimme sympathy
After all of this is gone
Who'd you rather be?
The Beatles or the Rolling Stones?
Oh, seriously
You're gonna make mistakes, you're young
Come on, baby, play me something
Like, "Here Comes the Sun"
Come on, baby, play me something
Like, "Here Comes the Sun"
Come on, baby, play me something
Like, "Here Comes the Sun"
Come on, baby, play me something
Like, "Here Comes the Sun"

I am so sorry that Metric is my top band that makes me feel something weird.
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Cynicism; my only true friend. [03 Apr 2010|01:48pm]
Facebook just informed me that a friend of mine, who I would consider a very attractive male, is now engaged to an unimpressive looking normal. This gives me hope that someday I, too, will be able to settle for an unstimulating, unattractive, overweight girl who gives me little more than undying monogamous affection and the ability to say "yes, I too am in an emotionally challenging long-term relationship."
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[10 Mar 2010|03:11pm]
Very strange dream. It started off in a hotel. I was on vacation and decided to just spend it chilling out in a suite with a pool on the balcony. There were some cool people there, met some of the staff and some random patrons. The whole thing had this feeling of placid enjoyment. Then these assassins showed up and killed a couple of girls I was flirting with. I can't remember how it panned out because I think I woke up before it resolved itself. Then I went back to sleep and had a second dream that was vaguely connected to the first.

I was a different person in the second dream. I was this shorter chubby guy with a mustache holding up a Chinese restaurant. Some guy at a table said "that's not a good idea" and then a waiter gave me like $26 and said to just drop it. Then the owners pulled guns on me and then we had a comfortable conversation and put me at ease and then I felt inclined to leave it be. However, they sent me to a tribunal in another dimension and/or planet where me and the other robber I was with were trapped in a blue transparent bubble about fifteen feet wide and twenty feet high and there was a sharply dressed guy talking to a futuristic Colosseum where it became apparent that the reason why the assassins were sent back in time into the hotel in my first dream was because I tried to rob a Chinese restaurant in my second dream. Then our punishment was to be turned into children and sent into the middle of an ocean underwater. We swam up to the surface desperately where two small boats with just a small one-man cabin, a motor and a little open sitting area on the back were waiting. The whole area was inside of a giant bubble shield like at the tribunal that was miles wide and in one spot there was a water cyclone that was creating a whirlpool underneath it, which the boat drivers skillfully escaped the pull of. Then we started heading toward a small floating boathouse and then I woke up.
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[04 Mar 2010|04:48pm]
For waking up at two and fighting off hunger so I can continue to be too lazy to do anything, today has been a peculiarly productive day. I watched a video on Ted Talks of Al Gore talking about reducing carbon emissions to 20% by 2050; that 20% reserved for developing countries. The initial responses to this video consisted of filthy mouthbreathers regurgitating conspiracy theories about Bill Gates trying to euthanize the third world through "vaccinations" and then people trying to defend Bill Gates by posting links to studies showing that people breed less when there are less things to kill their children and then the original posters saying things like "I DONT EVENKNOW WHAT TAHT EVEN MEANS", as if not fully understanding something is justification enough for your vapid, complete shit beliefs (note: the previous applies to most things).

But I digress. I started reading Transmetropolitan again a couple days ago and found the parallels disturbing. The comparisons in the late 90s/early 2000s are manifold but take on a completely different tone fastforwarded ten years down the road, most probably because Warren Ellis has done a terrific job predicting the future thus far. In the world of Transmetropolitan, the air is clear, energy is clean, and there's no such thing as an impure water source or acid rain. While this has created a lush world full of animal reserves and clear skies and oceans all we see is the inside of an ambiguous megametropolis called "The City". It dawned on me, in the midst of a total lack of productivity, that this is perhaps one of the few works in the post-we're not fucked anymore genre. There is no big daddy of imminent doom, and death and discomfort have been defeated for anyone willing to grab it, and yet everyone is suffering. In a world that has been created anew and resources have become limitless we see a horrifying dystopia. A dystopia that humanity is, in the real world, trying to build. We're trying to cast off the shackles of accountability and limitation. The "singularity" is really just the quickly realizing dream that we can all unleash the most horrifying parts of our unconscious frivolously onto each other. This is so that any disparity between human (or post-human) beings will be created by only truly arbitrary means. We think that technology will lift us out of God's purview but we're only manifesting the hell of the human unconscious. But the world does not contain one vision, it contains all visions. I hope that in the midst of our self-delusional stumblings into the future there is still a home for those of us who don't lust after doom.
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[11 Feb 2010|01:23pm]
It's shitty to have unpleasant girl problems again.
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[19 Jan 2010|02:33pm]
It's a nice change of pace to have pleasant girl problems.
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"To see the world in a grain of sand, and to see heaven in a wild flower" [12 Jan 2010|02:49pm]
Imagine that you're a race that sees in DNA and your scientists try to figure out how those structures are formed by looking at the external structures of living things.

This is one of my problems with science and, really, most people's perspective on things. There is a tendency to give investigation of the world and the nature of things to those with money and credentials, when we are eternally surrounded by all the evidence we need to reach completely different and equally profound conclusions.
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[06 Jan 2010|03:09pm]
The only thing worse than having to try and figure out buried, gut-wrenching uncertainty is to have to figure it out with someone else. Especially when dependency tastes like rotten fruit.
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[09 Dec 2009|02:10pm]
I've never heard a description of a coherent dream, no matter how strange, that matches the strangeness of the images produced by my fractured unconscious.
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[27 Oct 2009|12:25pm]
I don't believe I've ever had a dream with so much easily interpretable material before.
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[05 Oct 2009|12:38pm]
I submitted a phrase to Urbandictionary.com and it got accepted. The phrase is Fair Weather Player. I think this is pretty cool. My weird, made-up language that closely resembles English is finally being put officially into the illegitimate lexicon.
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[13 Sep 2009|03:20pm]
I've lost my bag, and although it's a ratty piece of shit it has two of the most important things in my life in it. I hope it turns up. It's been to five states, Burning Man, and it's seen me fail or succeed at almost everything I've done for four or five years now. It's like my sexy black girlfriend who rides on my shoulder.
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[07 Sep 2009|05:11pm]
Depression, anxiety, and fixation are infantilizing. It's difficult feeling like a lesser person because of something I feel I have no control over.
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[31 Aug 2009|04:02pm]
Disney buys Marvel and nerds everywhere stand up and say "well fuck that."
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[29 Aug 2009|04:33am]
Tonight I wish I could be numb.
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[05 Aug 2009|02:35pm]
SUP

OH HELLO LADIES
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[02 Aug 2009|03:27pm]
I had a very very good night on Friday. It would appear that that is the last good night I may have for quite a while.
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[18 Jul 2009|01:51pm]
I think alcohol is a pretty cool guy. Eh makes me act irrationally and doesn't afraid of anything.
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Ready for takeoff. [17 Jul 2009|04:49pm]
I've reached the end of this phase of my life and unless I take a leap of faith I'll stagnate. More than any other time in my life am I aware of the impasse I'm at and the jump I have to take if I ever want to approach what I feel I ought to be.

After I finish Lost.
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[13 Jul 2009|03:52pm]
http://blogs.law.harvard.edu/zeroday/2009/02/16/internet-mob-justice-tracks-down-cat-abuser/

I like this a lot.
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