POSSIBLE TMI WARNING I DON'T KNOW, MAN
Man. I haven't felt like fappan for several days. even my usual porn checking and downloading routine feels boring. It's just so much work. Were I some kind of Japan man, I'd say "Mendokusai" and be all slothful, but I'm not, and I have also a paper and shit to do tomorrow and thursday and also wednesday and fuck working, man, I just want to relax but apparently regurgitating facts in a format I've done dozens of times before is considered new and exciting and academically relevant.
I stole some duct tape today. Someone just left a brand new roll of duct tape sitting there, unguarded, so I slipped it into my trenchcoat. Used it to fix one of my shoes (having uneven shoes that are dirty, torn, and patched up with duct tape is aesthetically pleasing to me). Did you know that it should really be "duck tape?" In WWII, American soldiers were issued cloth-reinforced rubber tape with natural rubber adhesive, and they remarked that water rolled off of it like off a duck's back. On the converse, it actually is pretty lousy for duct work, as fluctuations in temperature will cause the rubber to become brittle and the adhesive to fail.
My hands are ink-stained and dirty. I can't wash out the black stains under my fingernails, and I think that's pretty keen. I had a red-brown blotch on my left hand for a good 2 days. I saw 2 black people with vitiligo over as many days. My aunt has vitiligo. I've met 2 albino black people, and only one albino white person. Maybe I met other whites with albinism but they came from fair-haired, blue-eyed stock and just figured that they burned extra-easy and had kind of poor eyesight. As a man of science, I have to take that confound into account.
I sleep too much. I am awake too much. I wish I felt tired like regular folks.
I also should use more paragraph breaks in my papers, and fewer in my LJs. Or maybe just more in the papers. My LJs feel readable sometimes, though this one is a deranged rant-stream, with my brain as addled as an egg, and holy shit I just made a Shakespeare reference and Benvolio totally doesn't seem like the hotheaded jerk that Mercutio makes him out to be, but who knows, he plays the same "straight man" role that Horatio does, and for some reason I liked both of them more than their protagonist counterparts. Because motherfuck Romeo Montague is a clingy douchebag and Hamlet is fucking 30 and acts like he's 15. I mean, I always read Hamlet as though he's in his mid to late teens because if he's 30, he's a pathetic manchild with daddy and mommy issues. And while that could be an awesome interpretation, it doesn't feel like the intended point of the character.
But I digress, I'm ranting and my fingers are getting a bit tired because this has taken a very short amount of time and so my fingers are working very quickly and holy shit it's done now and took like 6 minutes for all this shit holy shit my braaaaaiiiiinnnnnnnnnnnnnn!
I stole some duct tape today. Someone just left a brand new roll of duct tape sitting there, unguarded, so I slipped it into my trenchcoat. Used it to fix one of my shoes (having uneven shoes that are dirty, torn, and patched up with duct tape is aesthetically pleasing to me). Did you know that it should really be "duck tape?" In WWII, American soldiers were issued cloth-reinforced rubber tape with natural rubber adhesive, and they remarked that water rolled off of it like off a duck's back. On the converse, it actually is pretty lousy for duct work, as fluctuations in temperature will cause the rubber to become brittle and the adhesive to fail.
My hands are ink-stained and dirty. I can't wash out the black stains under my fingernails, and I think that's pretty keen. I had a red-brown blotch on my left hand for a good 2 days. I saw 2 black people with vitiligo over as many days. My aunt has vitiligo. I've met 2 albino black people, and only one albino white person. Maybe I met other whites with albinism but they came from fair-haired, blue-eyed stock and just figured that they burned extra-easy and had kind of poor eyesight. As a man of science, I have to take that confound into account.
I sleep too much. I am awake too much. I wish I felt tired like regular folks.
I also should use more paragraph breaks in my papers, and fewer in my LJs. Or maybe just more in the papers. My LJs feel readable sometimes, though this one is a deranged rant-stream, with my brain as addled as an egg, and holy shit I just made a Shakespeare reference and Benvolio totally doesn't seem like the hotheaded jerk that Mercutio makes him out to be, but who knows, he plays the same "straight man" role that Horatio does, and for some reason I liked both of them more than their protagonist counterparts. Because motherfuck Romeo Montague is a clingy douchebag and Hamlet is fucking 30 and acts like he's 15. I mean, I always read Hamlet as though he's in his mid to late teens because if he's 30, he's a pathetic manchild with daddy and mommy issues. And while that could be an awesome interpretation, it doesn't feel like the intended point of the character.
But I digress, I'm ranting and my fingers are getting a bit tired because this has taken a very short amount of time and so my fingers are working very quickly and holy shit it's done now and took like 6 minutes for all this shit holy shit my braaaaaiiiiinnnnnnnnnnnnnn!