The kind where you're sick and you know you're sick. But logically you shouldn't be sick anymore because it's been nearly 3 weeks. And so at the very least by simple math you shouldn't be infectious anymore.
Yes that kind of sick.
And on a related note I need to shower. Like now. Wash the darkness from my mind and being. And get ready to drive my ass to work. I'm sufficiently awake now. Crushed by the indignation of rejection. And as it is burned into my mind for yet another night. I can't help but wonder if this is a type of Karma.
But if they say no. I'll relent on my madness and accept my fate. So be it. Shower, then work.
Wednesday, April 3, 2013
Tuesday, April 2, 2013
04/02/2013 Dust
All that is will return to that which gave it life in the first place.
Be it nothing more than the hope and lost memories.
Dust and Ash. Two in the same are these materials of old. They represent a memory. Can you figure out which one?
IN one we have the hopes. They are found by the lost and represent the forward movement that is the rest.
Ash. That which comes from the flame. Burned and reduced.
Dust. That which comes from the dead. Deceased and moved.
In each memory slight hopes can be found still.
Maybe that's what it is meant to be.
Be it nothing more than the hope and lost memories.
Dust and Ash. Two in the same are these materials of old. They represent a memory. Can you figure out which one?
IN one we have the hopes. They are found by the lost and represent the forward movement that is the rest.
Ash. That which comes from the flame. Burned and reduced.
Dust. That which comes from the dead. Deceased and moved.
In each memory slight hopes can be found still.
Maybe that's what it is meant to be.
Monday, April 1, 2013
04/01/2013 April The First
It's the First day of this fourth month of the new year.
And supposedly the world is in a laughing mood. Full of trickery, mockery and general tom foolery.
I on the other hand will not partake.
Instead.
...
Instead I will be at home.
I will raise great roads amongst the lands and from that point build tower sky scrapers to ascend to the heavens.
Yes punctuation. It. Is. Useful. And. The. Lack. Of. Its. Use. And. Its. Over. Use. Is. Evil.
But on that note, I'm not being productive, I'm playing Sim City because it's a good game now that server issues aren't prevalent.
Outside. There are black people shouting explictives. I could swear I heard something breaking. I snuck a peek outside as my cat would and didn't see any damage to my car. And so I'll sit back and be invisible. I don't care much to get between that shit.
And supposedly the world is in a laughing mood. Full of trickery, mockery and general tom foolery.
I on the other hand will not partake.
Instead.
...
Instead I will be at home.
I will raise great roads amongst the lands and from that point build tower sky scrapers to ascend to the heavens.
Yes punctuation. It. Is. Useful. And. The. Lack. Of. Its. Use. And. Its. Over. Use. Is. Evil.
But on that note, I'm not being productive, I'm playing Sim City because it's a good game now that server issues aren't prevalent.
Outside. There are black people shouting explictives. I could swear I heard something breaking. I snuck a peek outside as my cat would and didn't see any damage to my car. And so I'll sit back and be invisible. I don't care much to get between that shit.
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