at best he ignores me

drunk on cheap australian red wine and listening to fiery furnaces on fancy headphones

if i've put myself in a position to be alone on saturday night, at least i've done it in style

did I strike the right set of chords? you're annoyed

i spent some considerable amount of this weekend trying to decide whether, if space and time were infinitely divisible, fully complex universes could form, evolve, and be destroyed in one cycle of a vibrating guitar string.

i made up a hand wavey explanation that they could not basically because the speed of light is absolute so that i could sleep*. and now the most interesting question i have is whether you can cook rice in a thermos.

*Roger says Heidegger handles the problem more elegantly by saying "Who cares?"

acting 25

taxes, serial numbers, health insurance, dreams about work, constantly a little bit sick, and sleeping in until 9am on the weekends

a dream narrated

and then every sound that had ever woken kevin up happened at once

i'm going to toss my porcupine any minute now

i accidentally conducted a psychological experiment on the plane from phoenix to san francisco last night.

starting at my pop physics book about string theory, to sudoku, to travel magazine articles,

to successively easier word puzzles,

my ability to process information and recognize patterns was, i would guess, 12% normal

i'm kind of fascinated that i could be that stressed/exhausted and yet unable to sleep.

can i just say, i'm happy to be home, and the best part is coming an hour and a half from now!

not one of my best days

though honestly i've been planning on wasting this half weekend for about a month

and i'm just sick enough to have pulled it off

don't look too close or you'll see the transistors

if it's true that at our most basic level we're made up of tiny vibrating strings of energy

is there really any better argument that the universe as we know it is running on someone's computer somewhere?

you shouldn't hurt the ones you love... unless you really want to

that i let non-essential friendships die is, i think, the worst thing about me

and the best is peanut butter and banana sandwiches. at least today

cycling trivialities

tonight i set the toaster on fire...

again

sunrise or a sunset

i am almost ashamed by how much i want to work from home with a puppy dog and a backyard

a four hour delay becomes something else entirely

i am on an unfamiliar streak of being unexcited to come home

without cheese or central heat, there is not a lot going on here

arguing semantics

because when it comes right down to it, what else is there to argue?

the first building block of civilization

hand mostly healed, hot water restored, cough and fever receding, i am happy

after four months in the pocket of my raincoat

we developed our own economy, waiting out the rain: beer for fire and conversation for wine

mark goodwin was pretty sure he had life figured out, and i cannot think of a convincing counterargument

i got a broken face

ah ah ah ah ah ooooh

apparently this is why my hand wasn't getting better very quickly