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For some reason, the topic of this post bothers me very much all the way to the core. I tried to say a few things about it, but I can't seem to capture the existential horror of the thing. It's just one of those things that make me want to pound my fist on the table and make humanity splinter into nothingness on account of its being too ridiculous ( Read more... )

teratologist brings the awesome:

Eva's experience is exactly what I've always imagined marriage and motherhood to be like; a slow painful erosion of everything that makes life precious, chronic humiliations, unceasing physical grind and weariness, and the constant expectation to be unselfish, carving out your various important parts at moments when you're ( Read more... )

I think it was suegypt who was clamoring for me to give an example of something that makes me happy. So here you go:

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I guess I've been picking up slight "you've been here for a pretty long time and haven't gotten much done" vibes lately. It's the start of my 4th year of grad school, and I may or may not have recently passed my last of three qualifying exams. I felt pretty borderline about it, and there's one problem I didn't answer which I really should've been ( Read more... )

Put the crackers aside for a moment, and take a look at PZ at his best:

Fish confuses the rejection of the supernatural pretext with the rejection of the depth of real feeling. He is mistaken. In my case, I read his superficial theological gloss with loathing because I see him substituting the wishful thinking of millennia of shamans and priests ( Read more... )

I sort of exercised briefly yesterday. I half-jogged, half-felt like a total fucking clown - all the while wondering who the pervert was who came up with the shitty idea of taking human consciousness and putting it into a human body. It was a bit pathetic, and maybe a half mile total. I was kinda wheezy for the next 12 hours, anyway, though. It was ( Read more... )

Inspiration, now. Gimme.

This is one of those days that I can tell are going to be completely wasted no matter what I try to do. I hope tomorrow's better. I've got some cocktail of loneliness, sensitivity to sound, inability to concentrate, depression, and... I had more, but I forget what they were. Stupidity, incoherence. There. More later, maybe. Self-absorption, there's