...would you read me?

Yeah, I know, this LJ counts as a blog, but let's face it, it isn't a real bloggy (that's right. I adjectived "blog". That's right, I just verbed "adjective") blog. It's more like a form of mass-email that I use to keep people up to date on my life, and to keep up to date on other people's lives. A more personal version of ( Read more... )

You know how sometimes, when you're feeling particularly greedy and ordering far more McDonalds than could possibly be categorized under the words "normal" or "appropriate", you pretend to be remembering an order made by a larger group of people so the spotty teenager behind the counter doesn't think you're a fat, greedy pig who represents all the ( Read more... )

...You know that moment, when you've just expressed a desire to put part of someone's baby in your mouth, and everyone looks at you askance and express feelings of discomfort with your cannibalistic tendencies?

...And you try to justify it by pointing out that lots of people say things like "I could just eat him right up!" and like to gnaw on baby ( Read more... )

So I just finished reading a Stanley Coren book about sleep deprivation called Sleep Thieves. He talks about how the modern culture looks down on sleep as just "laziness" and something to curtail whenever possible.

Like Edison, who invented the light bulb, and who claimed to only get four hours sleep a night. He said that anything more was just a ( Read more... )

So I was looking into the heritability of introversion (see comments in my other post) and I found a really interesting link. It's one of those Google Book previews, where only some pages of the book show. It's called You Are Being Lied To, and it seems to be a bunch of articles debunking various myths. This section seems to be  an interview with a ( Read more... )

So, I'm awake at an ungodly hour of the morning. I simply cannot sleep. It's a combination of stress, the generalized anxiety that I seem to have been suffering from lately, and the fact that Benn (after many days of late nights trying to book all of those flights, hotel stays and so on, resulting in getting only 4 or 5 hours of sleep every night ( Read more... )

Whoo. Busy weekend. Taking blood from raging dog who has sent one person to the hospital already. Don't want to talk about it. Busy. Weekend.

It's funny how the lives of friends seem to go in trends. Right now, I notice a lot of my conversations with friends, or posts on their livejournals, are about re-evaluating their lives, and trying to find ( Read more... )

Stolen idea from Drawn_abroad, whose blog post was closer to a poem about current musings. I do NOT call the following a poem (my poems rhyme and use alliteration, for one thing), but it's close. Its a series of thoughts. Or points. There's a fine line between point form and modern poetry anyway.

We are the generation of the truly lost.
Brought up by ( Read more... )

You know, it's almost a ( Read more... )

I ( Read more... )