Migrane-induced ramblings
graced by a perpetual migrane set about by an odd mix of opera, classical music, the hornblowing of Padre-Faura street and the music of the spheres governing chemistry, this head uses the upper appendages of the body it controls to write a post that, above all else, should not make sense to the general public...
Still reading this? Good.
I'm currently at CAS cybernook, clad in the upper half of a shihakusho and jeans. I'm procastinating and looking for an excuse not to further edit the travesty known as the CHEM 35.1 paper so as to please our professor with our eloquence with the way analgesics, caffeine and carotenoids move up a chromatography plate. And later we shall be dissecting lemons to get at their citric acid.
My migrane has increased twofold. Let us continue.
Now I'm out of my poetic daze after looking at my chem 35.1 paper, I realize why I've been having poetic dazes. No, I'm not emo, I just happen to be in a particularly happy mood these days. So happy that I will the world dissolve leaving only the sun and moon and the music of the spheres that separate them! No, seriously. I think I'm really high on dopamine, compounded by listening to Reason by Nami Tamaki, 1/3 no Junjou no Kanjou by Siam Shade (yes, there is a 1/3 there. "no junjou no kanjou" does not make the slightest bit of sense), and finally Aika (ELEGY) by Ken Hirai (POP STAR~winter lover version makes me think weird thoughts. His songs are really weird). I've been on this dopamine high ever since I recieved that Fuyu-kun pen from Nina, for some odd reason. I even laughed to teh point of having an asthma attack when Dennis commented that the guy buying calamares from the store looked like he was peeing.
Forgive my senseless ramble about how my life's been. It's been far too long since I've written and all these thoughts in my head are still begging to be gushed out.
I'm coming to the christmas Toycon on the 20th, as Watanuki Kimihiro. I should now go looking for a larg that will cost me less than 200 (most largs or soels are too freaking HUGE).
I'll just print the travesty of a paper now.
Still reading this? Good.
I'm currently at CAS cybernook, clad in the upper half of a shihakusho and jeans. I'm procastinating and looking for an excuse not to further edit the travesty known as the CHEM 35.1 paper so as to please our professor with our eloquence with the way analgesics, caffeine and carotenoids move up a chromatography plate. And later we shall be dissecting lemons to get at their citric acid.
My migrane has increased twofold. Let us continue.
Now I'm out of my poetic daze after looking at my chem 35.1 paper, I realize why I've been having poetic dazes. No, I'm not emo, I just happen to be in a particularly happy mood these days. So happy that I will the world dissolve leaving only the sun and moon and the music of the spheres that separate them! No, seriously. I think I'm really high on dopamine, compounded by listening to Reason by Nami Tamaki, 1/3 no Junjou no Kanjou by Siam Shade (yes, there is a 1/3 there. "no junjou no kanjou" does not make the slightest bit of sense), and finally Aika (ELEGY) by Ken Hirai (POP STAR~winter lover version makes me think weird thoughts. His songs are really weird). I've been on this dopamine high ever since I recieved that Fuyu-kun pen from Nina, for some odd reason. I even laughed to teh point of having an asthma attack when Dennis commented that the guy buying calamares from the store looked like he was peeing.
Forgive my senseless ramble about how my life's been. It's been far too long since I've written and all these thoughts in my head are still begging to be gushed out.
I'm coming to the christmas Toycon on the 20th, as Watanuki Kimihiro. I should now go looking for a larg that will cost me less than 200 (most largs or soels are too freaking HUGE).
I'll just print the travesty of a paper now.