It’s an easy thing to believe that depression isn’t real when life is going well. Just some positive thinking should be enough to counteract all of the negatives. This is how I see life most of the time. It often amazes me at how many people are permanently pessimistic and thoroughly unhappy with their lot. How can this occur? How can someone ( Read more... )

Reflecting upon how I perceive life and how I live it, I have come to the conclusion that I am a Hopeless Romantic. Or rather, I believe that I romanticize my perception of how life should be. This leads to interesting misunderstandings and a fair share of disappointment ( Read more... )

Tonight, I attempted to write and it was laughable ( Read more... )

I slept in too much, didn't do an once of real work (okay, maybe some time in the lab on Sunday), and all-around fun times ( Read more... )

This weekend I was told that I could change the world. That I, among over two hundred scientists that I was dining with, was on the path to make the world a better place. I didn’t believe it. My sights were oriented on a far loftier goal. My success. My achievements. My future. I wasn’t there for the world. I wasn’t there. I was still in ( Read more... )

I was told a story tonight and it disturbed me. It was a story and it was life. More specifically, life as paths are traveled and options vanish. The ideas and colors that used to make everything grand are suddenly no longer worthwhile. It felt like my life ( Read more... )

Light alcohol and mixed amounts of caffeine. Leo and my automobile. I be bepoping without any cowboy in the mix. Rocking out on rickety railings and alliterating always. I now hold the knowledge: on the acceptance of minorities to heaven-how a man’s farts smell-where birds are-that bitches ain’t shit ( Read more... )

I become strangely sentimental when addled with beer. I love everyone and become a well-wisher ( Read more... )

I had an adventure tonight. It was quite unexpected ( Read more... )

Nothing really happened today. But I feel pretty darn good.

I took a nap.

I found out that HyaB hates me with the burning passion of a thousand whores with gonorrhea, but that's okay because HydA and I are great buddies. Nothing is wrong with him! Now if I can only convince my boss to shell out $200 so I can use HydA ( Read more... )