the problem with people is that the talk too much.
i understand completely why VijaCelmins draws ocean waves, or the night sky. I can’t stand the thought of games being called an art form becuase there is no emotion in them but violence. i need something quiet. i need to make things quiet.
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there is too much blahblahblah going on out there. i need to ignore it all. become the hermit i always knew i would someday be.
TheAgonyOfBeingConnectedToEverythingInTheUniverse
I think I’m going to be sick.
Misery is expected to peak on Monday, as 24 January has been pinpointed as the worst day of the year. January has been long regarded as the darkest of months, but a formula from a part-time tutor at Cardiff University shows it gets even worse this Monday. Foul weather, debt, fading Christmas memories, failed resolutions and a lack of motivation conspire to depress, Cliff Arnalls found.
The formula for the day of misery reads 1/8W+(D-d) 3/8xTQ MxNA.
Where W is weather, D is debt - minus the money (d) due on January’s pay day - and T is the time since Christmas. Q is the period since the failure to quit a bad habit, M stands for general motivational levels and NA is the need to take action and do something about it.
I found out that the pain i’ve been having where my uterus used to be is caused either by some extra scar tissue or it is a tube from my ovaries hanging out somewhere it shouldn’t. And I am going to have to go back into the bloody hospital to get it laser’d off sometime in the near future... that is, if i ever want to fuck again. meh. meyh.
Lastly, I finally put up a page about myself on Oddmuse:Auriea+Harvey. I must face the fact that i am not very good at staying anonymous. I don’t know why I am getting all pseudo-shy lately... as Michael put since its on the net, it really doesn’t matter what i do. i should just let go and be active in these online communities. Alas in the end everything echoes the real world.