waging war, inciting fear

there is nothing funny to add, so here this is.

it seems i have lost my 4B pencil somewhere in my parents house. and its annoying me. i cannot think of where else to look. now its a bit frustrating.

when in rome, drink the punch.
[if it looks like a duck, hes probably lying]

so a moment ago i was reading about the naming of eris, and how the naming was delayed due to uncertainty in its classification as a planet or otherwise (and there are different naming protocol depending). now, i am not in a position to criticize the cold, rigid methods by which scientific disciplines regularly classify/label/deconstruct phenomena, but this example gives me the impression that the process we have constructed to allow everyone to agree on something removes much of the human aspects of the something we are discussing. so we have all these rules and regulations, to make sure that no one is unfairly left out, but the rules and regulations remove all the 'fun' of the thing we are doing. and this applies all over the place, not just in science. i suppose it is generally summed up in discussions of bureaucracy (which is a hard word to spell). i am the type of person who tends to just quit when bureaucracy strikes. i probably should change that.

"this concept of 'wuv' confuses and infuriates us!"

tomorrow night –> gone for a few days? i suppose so...

the world warms up to me

this morning i woke up and fled the sunrise.

why does fresh air make bread/chips/cookies/insertfooditemhere go stale? i could probably find out with minimal research. ah ha, well, yes, i did actually look it up, and in the case of bread, it just dries out... which makes sense. except i should have been able to piece that together in my head, i would think. oh well, no regrets.

mostly after work i flee the sunset.

what? the unambitious physics student is considering interacting with the world? and trying to become a leader? that doesnt make sense! how nonunambitious of him/her! how nonobjective! on principle alone it should not be done. interestingly, philematology is considered a scientific discipline (?) and therefore i have at least the chance to excel in it.

today after work i chased the sunset. alas, it eluded me once again
(...though i got a renewed parking permit and my winter coat out of the trip, so it wasnt a complete loss)

what i learned at work yesterday: my head is not quite as thick (wide?) as my torso (deep?), which is not nearly as thick (deep?) as my pelvis.
what i learned at work today: you can only inhale so much fiberglass insulation before youll want to die. and also, the idea of fiberglass in your eyes is probably just as painful as actually getting it there. and finally, fiberglass is itchy. itchy itchy itchy.

oh yeah, i also figured this out (with the help of an incompetant translator):
most excellent = excellence = outstanding performance = remarkable yields = remarkable productions = the production which is remarkable = production it is noticeable = harvest it is noticeable.
therefore, most excellent = harvest it is noticable. whatever the hell that means.

"turtles might be immortal" -Kevin Loverdy

im a fan of ridiculous

dont underestimate my incompetence.

so you learn about annealing, and you learn about fracture mechanics and you learn about hydrogen embrittlement. you enjoy the "schematic representation of the steps in ductile fracture".

happy Ancestry Day to haiti. mark your calendars for january 6th, epiphany(!)(in various countries).



maybe tomorrow ill try to think up something new.



im a man of principle. or not, whatever the situation calls for.
something logically impossible is called a contradiction.
i fit the description, ill take the hit.