im living with grace cady and (sometimes) robert
and farrah <3<3
we make dinner together
we know our neighbors (juan, jimmy and brian, penelope and so forth)
it's been a good thing
my bacc went smoothly, pat complimented my presentation
whoda thunk? commencement on the 20th
while avoiding my thesis
(should be the title of my autobiography)
i decided what i want to do with my life! science cartoons!
kids love tv and judging by my notes, i love to doodle
i love science and production
and i dont have to write a thesis for it!
[meanwhile in the real world]
The computer results indicating this system is more sensitive to parameter b correlates well to the experimental results that show a difference in steady states according to mutations in transcriptional attenuation in e. coli. When the parameter is increased, its negative sensitivity score mirrors, over time, the suppression of enzyme activity that is measured in the lab. The concentration of tryptophan is more sensitive to parameter changes than any other concentration ...
mama i'm coming home vs the night santa went crazy
how did i never notice this before?
Do you think space exploration is important? Is it worth the billions our governments spend?
and more to the point, i think it's inevitable
so we can either waste time now or get on with it already
goodbye space shuttle, you are wonderful
(and thanks nasa for helping the miners come out healthier than when they went down)
What is your earliest memory?
In a house, maybe mine? I think the room I was in was a step down from the surrounding rooms. There was a staircase and probably a fireplace. Hmmmm that's about it. Vague memories of La Petite, with a playground and a door they would let us out of and shelving furniture as tall as me. We watched movies, and I remember during one, a teacher assistant type person told me I was "catching flies." Never forgot that, probably because I thought he was being literal. I'm glad we don't have TVs at the Preschool. One girl tried to watch Arthur episodes online. Pretty smart. I told her that she doesn't come to school to watch cartoons. I showed her Paint and she got into it and quickly made a rainbow.
Your first memory?
this is a point i dont think can be made enough: http://www.laphamsquarterly.org/voices-in-time/kurt-vonnegut-at-the-blackboard.php?page=all "The truth is, we know so little about life, we don’t really know what the good news is and what the bad news is."
'up' and 'down' are too restrictive, they leave out all the truth. when my therapist says 'have you been below that middle line' i just want to respond 'how would i tell?'. i've gotten a lot of value from depression.
someone has decided to make little short movies out of my livejournal
(not really but you couldn't tell)
played wisest wizards. got wise. slept through most. my weariness amazes me.
have left over pad thai. had good times. presentation-type dealy on monday. far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow.
i think learning to teach works will help at work immensely. it's such a strange combination between crushing reality and the possibilities for hope. good metaphor. let me forget about today until tomorrow.
i like living in bdorm. im starting to like doing math, despite the effort thing. parameters, critical points, integration techniques, it's all coming back to me. i think im ready to go anywhere, im ready for to fade.
i really think it's gettin to be about that time again. take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin ship. it's just so hard to see through while being in it. like when cami decides to defy and i can't help but just escalate the situation into a power struggle. im not tryin to show her that you can just power your way through disagreements. but in the moment it's so hard to know what to say besides 'yes uh' every time she says 'not uh'.
in the jingle jangle morning
it's going to make me sad saying goodbye to ursula
it really seems like summer suddenly arrived. maybe it came in last night?
with it came a wave of 'ohgodendofyear' and now the annual trying.
i need a haircut real badly, i cant do much (like bike or eat) without getting a mouthful of hair. my car is still dead, maybe ill buy one of those battery chargers?
but really, when did it become time to trade my hoodie for shorts? (hot air for a cool breeze? cold comfort for change.)
(and really really, can you tell heaven from hell?)
k, beaves is home
“Enjoy the little things, for one day you may look back and realize they were the big things.”
remember 'save new college'?
Your true home is in the here and the now. It is not limited by time, space, nationality, or race. Your true home is not an abstract idea. It is something you can touch and live in every moment. With mindfulness and concentration, the energies of the Buddha, you can find your true home in the full relaxation of your mind and body in the present moment. No one can take it away from you. Other people can occupy your country, they can even put you in prison, but they cannot take away your true home and your freedom.
ohhhhh new college
you kill me
life is but a dream
what am i going to do
what am i gonna do
what am i gonna do
what am i gonna do
well, what am i gonna do