Thursday, April 15, 2010
Halelujah!
WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHOOP! WHOOP! YEAH! ALRIGHT! THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKIN' ' BOUT! I like it. I like this weather a lot.
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Holy shit!
The haircut, the Taiwanese, the song, the fact that he's a boy: The bizarre improbability of it all leaves me speechless. Taiwanese boy sings Whitney Houston.
Tuesday, April 6, 2010
Interesting...
In trying to discern whether I am a true Atheist*, merely Agnostic*, or both, I came across the concept of Christian Atheism. Who knew?
*I'm still not sure of the proper definition for what I am. Try as I might, I can't in my heart believe in God, nonetheless, I know that it's all just our best guess. Where does that leave me?
*I'm still not sure of the proper definition for what I am. Try as I might, I can't in my heart believe in God, nonetheless, I know that it's all just our best guess. Where does that leave me?
Sunday, April 4, 2010
Punctualization
At 3:06am last night, I responded to a friend's email with the following succinct message:
I had to chuckle at myself today when I read it. I'm always a stickler for that sort of thing.
I'm drunk now, but your lack of capitalization worries me.
-Kyla.
I had to chuckle at myself today when I read it. I'm always a stickler for that sort of thing.
Saturday, April 3, 2010
Balance
I'm consistently bewildered at how long it took us to invent the bicycle. I like thinking that the amount of time it took was entirely hinged on the disbelief that we could ever balance that way.
Friday, April 2, 2010
Wah.
Hellhole Ratrace by Girls is a great song. It also pretty much explains to a T how I've been feeling these days. Sometimes I feel like I have too much longing for my own good. I want too much. I feel too much. I've always been that way, but now it's there more than ever. I'm sorry if I'm freaking folks out by being so angsty--I'll be fine. I know I will. You know I will. I always come out on top. These days, however, I'm feeling transparent. I don't feel like trying to hide how I feel or where I am emotionally. So, world, there it is.
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