I hate procrastination...
I finally sent in my picture of senor 105 and am part of Whodom. I don't know how many tries I took at making it and I have this sneaking fear that they won't like it somehow, that the resolution isn't high enough or something. Honestly, procrastination is really hard work. It's so much easier to not be a perfectionist, and just get the work done instead of fiddling around with it for months and feeling bad about taking so long :(
Finished Sophie's World. Now understand Big Bang/Big Crunch in ways I didn't before.
I love to read Steven Moffat's twitter account: "The Weeping Angels stood ready to conquer all dominions of space and time throughout the multiverse. But a moth saw them."
Yeah, it turns out that a quantum lock whenever you're observed by a living being isn't the best defense strategy after all.:P Lastly, because after all of this creativeness I'm too tired to say anything important, here's a philosophy joke:
Rene Descartes walks into a resturant and sits down for dinner. The waiter comes over and asks if he'd like an appetizer.
"No thank you" says Descartes, "I'd just like to order dinner."
"Would you like to hear our daily specials?" asks the waiter.
"No" says Descartes, getting impatient.
"Would you like a drink before dinner?" the waiter asks.
Descartes is insulted, since he's a tee-totaler.
"I think not!" he says indignantly, and POOF! he disappeared.
-Sophie
Finished Sophie's World. Now understand Big Bang/Big Crunch in ways I didn't before.
I love to read Steven Moffat's twitter account: "The Weeping Angels stood ready to conquer all dominions of space and time throughout the multiverse. But a moth saw them."
Yeah, it turns out that a quantum lock whenever you're observed by a living being isn't the best defense strategy after all.:P Lastly, because after all of this creativeness I'm too tired to say anything important, here's a philosophy joke:
Rene Descartes walks into a resturant and sits down for dinner. The waiter comes over and asks if he'd like an appetizer.
"No thank you" says Descartes, "I'd just like to order dinner."
"Would you like to hear our daily specials?" asks the waiter.
"No" says Descartes, getting impatient.
"Would you like a drink before dinner?" the waiter asks.
Descartes is insulted, since he's a tee-totaler.
"I think not!" he says indignantly, and POOF! he disappeared.
-Sophie