[m4w] self-affirmation, tropic of trent

saturday was "relationship", bleh.
sunday was "sanity", which I sometimes wish I had less of so I could qualify for the coddling.
today is self-affirmation, ha ha.

well, she says "love god by loving yourself". whatever.

My major act of self-love recently was actually buying a featherbed. Now, the only thing that gets me out of bed is knowing that too much sleep is a bigger problem for me than too little. In terms of body aches and daylong weariness. I don't mind the extra-wonked fallen-back-asleep dreams. Generally, I prefer dreams to being awake.

I dreamt of Trent Reznor last night. Been a while. ( Read more... )

I suppose I should see what's happening with NinCon this year.

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A college classmate's weird uncle is selling his South Pacific island for $200K. For purposes of comparison, I peeked into an open house down the street yesterday, where I could get a condo for $479K.

No mosquitoes, and waking up in paradise everyday. As opposed to waking up to snow, after a jacket-optional weekend, and realizing the windows had been left open all night because you'd been trying to rid the house of the smell of someone else's fried food.

According to his FAQ, he didn't feel much less isolated when he lived in the states. (At least it would be tangible, instead of just feeling like there's distance, even in a crowd.) He's moving back because our schools are better, at least they have textbooks.

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Close to Home is a man practicing martial arts in order to improve his chances of getting a seat on his train commute. (Congrats on the black belt, zyxwvut, and good luck with the BART.)

Women's Wit from over the weekend is Shari R. Barr: Expecting life to treat you well because you are a good person is like expecting an angry bull not to charge because you are a vegetarian.

So why bother being a good person?
And how do I fund a permanent escape to the tropics?

[m4w] self-affirmation, tropic of trent

saturday was "relationship", bleh.
sunday was "sanity", which I sometimes wish I had less of so I could qualify for the coddling.
today is self-affirmation, ha ha.

well, she says "love god by loving yourself". whatever.

My major act of self-love recently was actually buying a featherbed. Now, the only thing that gets me out of bed is knowing that too much sleep is a bigger problem for me than too little. In terms of body aches and daylong weariness. I don't mind the extra-wonked fallen-back-asleep dreams. Generally, I prefer dreams to being awake.

I dreamt of Trent Reznor last night. Been a while. ( Read more... )

I suppose I should see what's happening with NinCon this year.

::

A college classmate's weird uncle is selling his South Pacific island for $200K. For purposes of comparison, I peeked into an open house down the street yesterday, where I could get a condo for $479K.

No mosquitoes, and waking up in paradise everyday. As opposed to waking up to snow, after a jacket-optional weekend, and realizing the windows had been left open all night because you'd been trying to rid the house of the smell of someone else's fried food.

According to his FAQ, he didn't feel much less isolated when he lived in the states. (At least it would be tangible, instead of just feeling like there's distance, even in a crowd.) He's moving back because our schools are better, at least they have textbooks.

::

Close to Home is a man practicing martial arts in order to improve his chances of getting a seat on his train commute. (Congrats on the black belt, zyxwvut, and good luck with the BART.)

Women's Wit from over the weekend is Shari R. Barr: Expecting life to treat you well because you are a good person is like expecting an angry bull not to charge because you are a vegetarian.

So why bother being a good person?
And how do I fund a permanent escape to the tropics?