Discrete Mathematics Midterm

I think I did pretty fucking well, which is a surprise. It was really refreshing going into an exam, especially a math exam, and feeling like I could solve all the problems given enough time. I finished about 15 minutes before the class was over, too. I just hope I did as well as I imagine I did. The last time I thought I did well on a math exam I bombed it really hard. I'll post results when I get them, no matter what.

Dreams

Lately, my dreams have been very vivid and long, to the point where I can recount some specific details about them, and they are all continuous. Before this, all my dreams were pretty disjointed - like different scenes from different films, and I couldn't remember them at all usually.

Ughbitching

Discrete Mathematics - Winter Session at the University of Delaware: Where missing one class (or being laughably tardy, like me today if I even make it there) can cost you half a chapter of lecture notes.

HEY HOW ABOUT YOU GO SUCK A DONG 

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ARE YOU MAD AT ME FOR SOME RAISIN?

The Cos'

Ok, so I'm going to see Sage Francis TWICE in February! It will be fantastic.

New Desktop Picture, some other random pictures. Testing new version of Picasa~

Cleanliness and Mood

There has to be some sort of direct connection between the two. I'd like to search for some sort of study connecting hygiene to mood. I guess it would all be dependant on the person though, because some people seem to be happier when dirty (inverse relation)

A work of art

You seem like you would be fun to fuck, but we have nothing in common.



So let us fuck.

I've had this headache

For the last few hours, and it's totally preventing me from doing anything productive. Productivity has never really been one of my strongpoints, but this is making it even worse than usual.

CUSTOMIZATIONS NEED TO BE MADE

STAT

Ok, Different:

I changed things. All I did was use one of the pre-created templates. I was tired of the way it looked, and do not yet have the drive to recreate it the way it was. Not that anyone reads this any more, but if you'd like to use my old template, just email me.


I'm listening to "Truancy". One of my favorite songs. Quite possibly my favorite song from Fantastic Damage.


Now, an observation that I wrote on a scrap of paper a few days ago:
As human beings, many of us take any coincidence between the passions of ourselves and another human being to be divine; as reasons why we have to spend time with the aforementioned person, no matter how little we may actually have in common. I believe this is a mistake on the part of mankind in general, in this culture at least.

Hey

I plan on changing the layout soon.

The more I listen to Elliott Smith,

The sadder and sadder I get that he is gone. I know it's a little late to be lamenting, but it's just tragic.

2:45 am
i'm going out sleepwalking
where mute memories start talking
the boss that couldn't help but hurt you
and the pretty thing he made desert you
i'm going out now like a baby
a naïve unsatisfiable baby
grabbing onto whatever's around
for the soaring high or the crushing down
with hidden cracks that don't show
but that constantly just grow
i'm looking for the man that attacked me
while everybody was laughing at me
you beat it in me that part of you
but i'm gonna split us back in two
tired of living in a cloud
if you're gonna say shit now you'll do it out loud
it's 2:45 in the morning
and i'm putting myself on warning
for waking up in an unknown place
with a recollection you've half erased
looking for somebody's arms to
wave away past harms
i'm walking out on center circle
the both of you can just fade to black
i'm walking out on center circle
been pushed away and i'll never go back

Hi Again

I want to speak words so powerful that they have physical form. You know, the kind of thing where you can say something and perhaps see the words form in the air, or speak something so negative that the breath you exhale as you say it is a small black hole. That sort of business.

How can I be God if I don't even believe in myself?

Pigs

If you show me your heart, I'll show you mine



Man is God





I am so utterly tired of not living like I'm God

This is the first day of my life

Thank you, everyone.

I almost didn't make it
This has been my hardest year