what a claque-ie clique

Jun 15, 2008 22:28

Life may be ratiocinative, or so I like to think. Its the basis for all reason and coherent knowledge, the foundation for all scientific study and the only way anything makes sense as we sate our unquenchable appetite for understanding. Ambiguity seems to ooze through cracks in this foundation of rationality though, flowing out in a sort of liquid reverberance, taking the form of some sort of lushly ludicrous non-sequitur. Allow me to elaborate: shit be crazy, yo. Case in point: A Fistpound is clearly a terrorist greeting. Seriously? Or how about Pot potency is at an all time high; truly, what a tragic and deadly turn of events. What if there was some sort of "pot party" akin to Woodstock or the Centennial Exposition? We'd have to run for our lives from the drug-crazy flesh eatting [slow-type] zombies, oh noes. I guess it all makes sense when you think about it. Some think and therefore are, some don't and hence aren't.

I hate when people are ignorant, and hold a strong opinion on an issue based solely on any number of stereotypes that have been perpetuated, without taking the time to learn anything.

So,



wo0t!

Brad and I shall be attending the much lauded free Coldplay Concert, as will Sheena + 1. 7000 thousand tickets given away online, still surprised both Sheena and I won. Should be much fun. 2nd concert I shall be attending, after the John Mayer event.

Sam returns this week for a brief sojourn, upon which we shall celebrate his (and Brad's?) birthdays' with a jug of ale and a surely a tale of epic fail. Ron, too, comes back on July 13th for sometime.

Presently, I'm studying for Kaplan, or I should be. Gym should hopefully be calling soon. Must clean room tomorrow. I missed the Hijinks ensue live podcast, damnit!. Lists are useful.

Been playing a lot of COD4, tend to maintain a positive ratio the majority of the time now. Considering going prestige mode, though I already know its not necessarily a wise move. I like progression, however. Want a new version of DoTA to come out. Was teased for DoTA by Blake before he recalled a prior engagement at the local sports bar to watch the game, so I am forlorn! Luckily I found this picture I took at Waldbaums of an orange that looks like a vagina:


That's surely a good note to end on.

slip out quiet, nobody's looking
leave alone, you don't belong here
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