On TBT, shots, and things
There is not a moment when I'm on my laptop that Tim Be Told is not playing on iTunes. One of my favorite songs, "Dirty Shoes," is already third on my all-time most played list, behind "Open Skies" by David Crowder Band and "How Can I Keep From Singing" by Chris Tomlin. I learned the lyrics of "O What Mercy" by ear in a matter of hours. There's enjoying music, and then there's obsession, and I believe I have crossed the threshold.
But I don't care, because TBT is so awesome.
In other news, I finally scheduled an appointment at the Travel Clinic for this Tuesday. Apparently, there are several immunizations that Yale requires I get in order to go to China this summer. You would think that after donating blood three times in the past year and half, I would be fine with needles. But alas, the perturbation remains. Another concern is that if the shots make my arm sore for any longer than a few days, my shooting ability at Nationals will probably be affected. We'll see, we'll see...
I've had a ton of work lately, and as a consequence, I've procrastinated quite a bit by reminiscing on my high school experience. It surprised me to realize that I no longer have many regrets about things I did or didn't do before college. Whether this is complacency or genuine maturity remains to be seen, but I like to think that my experiences so far validate my belief that life went the way it went specifically so that I could end up here, as the person I am now. One of my recurring desires is to be able to travel through time and talk with my future and past selves, both for the novelty of doing so and for the insights I would gain into my personal growth. Too bad relativity is working against me.
And now, to break the fourth wall... I'm very curious as to how many people I know still use LiveJournal, and specifically, who still reads mine. I remember when my friends page used to be real entries punctuated by updates to sinfestfeed and the zhongwen community, rather than the other way around. Has everyone moved on to using Facebook as the primary means of keeping each other posted? I can't decide if that's a good thing or a bad thing.
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Pangea Day is definitely an admirable endeavor. It does bother me that they used the alternate and far less popular spelling of Pangaea though.
But I don't care, because TBT is so awesome.
In other news, I finally scheduled an appointment at the Travel Clinic for this Tuesday. Apparently, there are several immunizations that Yale requires I get in order to go to China this summer. You would think that after donating blood three times in the past year and half, I would be fine with needles. But alas, the perturbation remains. Another concern is that if the shots make my arm sore for any longer than a few days, my shooting ability at Nationals will probably be affected. We'll see, we'll see...
I've had a ton of work lately, and as a consequence, I've procrastinated quite a bit by reminiscing on my high school experience. It surprised me to realize that I no longer have many regrets about things I did or didn't do before college. Whether this is complacency or genuine maturity remains to be seen, but I like to think that my experiences so far validate my belief that life went the way it went specifically so that I could end up here, as the person I am now. One of my recurring desires is to be able to travel through time and talk with my future and past selves, both for the novelty of doing so and for the insights I would gain into my personal growth. Too bad relativity is working against me.
And now, to break the fourth wall... I'm very curious as to how many people I know still use LiveJournal, and specifically, who still reads mine. I remember when my friends page used to be real entries punctuated by updates to sinfestfeed and the zhongwen community, rather than the other way around. Has everyone moved on to using Facebook as the primary means of keeping each other posted? I can't decide if that's a good thing or a bad thing.
Edit
Pangea Day is definitely an admirable endeavor. It does bother me that they used the alternate and far less popular spelling of Pangaea though.