Oh jesus why am I awake... again
I have had an interesting week, and because I assume you haven't, such as the pompous jerk I am, I shall share it with you, at least the juicy parts that I wouldn't share with anyone else. No, only the internet shall see it.
I have been to the whistler. Known as whistler to most, yes, I realize. However, my spirit quest has revealed its true name. I have seen shitty weather on a mountain, and I have played video games for 5 days and felt like I had been playing video games for 5 days. If you never have, it is an AWFUL feeling. It starts with "I would like to go outside" and eventually evolves into "I would like to have super powers so I could go outside and rip my shirt off and scream" because my shirt is very durable and probably requires super strength to tear.
If you didn't understand the 5 days of video games thing, keep in mind that I despise all sports involving snow. I am ok with ice sports.
And yet I went on the trip! hah! I don't know...
I went with my cousin, who has become very skinny since I last saw him, and his friend, who is basing his entire sense of humour around cruelty and sarcasm, yet remains funny. They have invited me to a place in the future, I may or may not accompany them. It really matters on my location and disposition in that future.
what ELSE. Ah yes, sudoku. I believe the gods have actually taken ambrosia, and reduced it by a process known as reduction, and then filtered it through a 9x9 mesh sieve, and created the best thing in the world. It is not really the best thing in the WORLD. But it is somehow the healthiest.
I can imagine laws in the future that require you to play sudoku at least 3 times a day. Also, there are laws against playing it while you're driving, because we have lost too many good people that way. DAMN YOU SUDOKU! GIVE THEM BACK!
I'm considering all the angry people in the world. And yes, I think if handed them an easy level sudoku, then eventually they would have no time to be angry. Such is the burden and joy of sudoku. Sudoku is like the child that you love so much you cry, and cannot bare to see neglected or forsaken. You buy books for your child because you adore it, and secretly (over the internet,) you buy books on how to raise your child because you fear that sudoku will one day hate you, and blame you for its life of crime. But the next morning, with bags under your eyes, you see it again, and forget these fears, as it is blind to the differences between intermediate and advanced players, and accepts you simply on the merit that you love it back. And then, contemplating these things with a round of sudoku, you realize: sudoku was within you all along.
Ah yes. Sudoku.
I have been to the whistler. Known as whistler to most, yes, I realize. However, my spirit quest has revealed its true name. I have seen shitty weather on a mountain, and I have played video games for 5 days and felt like I had been playing video games for 5 days. If you never have, it is an AWFUL feeling. It starts with "I would like to go outside" and eventually evolves into "I would like to have super powers so I could go outside and rip my shirt off and scream" because my shirt is very durable and probably requires super strength to tear.
If you didn't understand the 5 days of video games thing, keep in mind that I despise all sports involving snow. I am ok with ice sports.
And yet I went on the trip! hah! I don't know...
I went with my cousin, who has become very skinny since I last saw him, and his friend, who is basing his entire sense of humour around cruelty and sarcasm, yet remains funny. They have invited me to a place in the future, I may or may not accompany them. It really matters on my location and disposition in that future.
what ELSE. Ah yes, sudoku. I believe the gods have actually taken ambrosia, and reduced it by a process known as reduction, and then filtered it through a 9x9 mesh sieve, and created the best thing in the world. It is not really the best thing in the WORLD. But it is somehow the healthiest.
I can imagine laws in the future that require you to play sudoku at least 3 times a day. Also, there are laws against playing it while you're driving, because we have lost too many good people that way. DAMN YOU SUDOKU! GIVE THEM BACK!
I'm considering all the angry people in the world. And yes, I think if handed them an easy level sudoku, then eventually they would have no time to be angry. Such is the burden and joy of sudoku. Sudoku is like the child that you love so much you cry, and cannot bare to see neglected or forsaken. You buy books for your child because you adore it, and secretly (over the internet,) you buy books on how to raise your child because you fear that sudoku will one day hate you, and blame you for its life of crime. But the next morning, with bags under your eyes, you see it again, and forget these fears, as it is blind to the differences between intermediate and advanced players, and accepts you simply on the merit that you love it back. And then, contemplating these things with a round of sudoku, you realize: sudoku was within you all along.
Ah yes. Sudoku.