I'm only twenty years old, I supposedly look fifteen or sixteen, and I feel like I'm fifty. What madman wants to live until a hundred?

Taking time off from my Business and Politics assignment, I came across this page. Am contemplating trying to 'toot melodiously' when next in car, and also wondering if anyone has gone globe-trotting for the express purpose of photographing stupid signs. Maybe I will be the first.

Is it strange that a person who spurns human company should simultaneously place so much value on a single fading relationship? How much easier life would be if, along with my isolating arrogance and vampiric tendancies, God had seen fit to gift me with indifference, and allow me to drift along oblivious to the concerns and emotions of other

Note to self: When recovering from a broken ankle, do not attempt to DDR. Ignore astronomical figure displayed by bathroom scales, avoid staring in disbelief at recently acquired spare tire, and for heaven's sake, get a sense of perspective. Exercise is well and good, but not if it cripples you for life ( Read more... )

I posted this as a comment in another person's Blog, a couple of minutes ago. Posting it again here, basically because it's something I believe very strongly ( Read more... )

Tim (v): 1. Procrastinate, specifically to spend copious amounts of time on instant messaging systems. E.g: He could have gotten his work done on time, but he was too busy Timming around.
2. To take an instant liking or disliking to another person, and thereafter steadfastly refusing to revise one's initial opinion. E.g: We only just met ( Read more... )

Another day, another online test. This time, a variation on the Myers Briggs Indicator, and actually reasonably accurate. I've posted it here, because I think it describes me reasonably well xP

http://haleonline.com/psychtest/index.php

ISFP ( Read more... )

First and foremost, I'd like to extend an apology to anyone I might have worried with my earlier post on LJ. I was tired, hayfeverish, and somewhat disgruntled when I wrote it, and it didn't quite come off as I had intended. It was supposed to be a somewhat wry, self-mocking snipe at my own fundamentally untennable desire to be in control, but ( Read more... )

five details about your appearance right now ( Read more... )

Why is it that whenever you seem to have gotten life straightened out into a smooth, sinuous line, it tangles itself back up into an impossible mess of knots?