Global fossil fuel consumption: increased by 1% in 2001 to the highest levels ever ( Read more... )

I can't sleep in all pink. I feel it. I feel my monochronism and it keeps me awake ( Read more... )

"My budget substantially reduces or eliminates more than 150 government programs that are not getting results, or duplicate current efforts, or do not fufill essential priorities," Hmmmm....oh wait, you mean like the EPA? Even though 20 - 25 percent of all NJ residents have asthma or respiratory problems. Someone in one of my classes from ( Read more... )

There is this hysterical moment in the Woody Allen movie "Deconstructing Harry" where he describes a short story that 'Harry' wrote about this guy (played by Robin Williams) who is an actor and one day steps in front of the camera and is blurry. But then people realize that it's not just his image in the camera that is blurry, he is just one big ( Read more... )

New Years Eve in New York City. Definitely a success, somewhat, but it's difficult to tell. I have this blurry image of whatever success might be as a person. I wanted/want to be adventurous, to have naked emotions, to stare directly into people's eyes. That is what going out into New York City was for me. Getting out of the house. Throwing my ( Read more... )

The WRC resolution passed, and although this is the tiniest step in getting UR licensed I see it as a major step for SSJ and for myself. I was ridiculously nervous next to Green Dave, Vivek and Arthur, attempting to smooth Dave's intelligent but messy responses, and trying to prove my own knowledge and intensity for this issue. I was glad that we ( Read more... )

I can't think straight. I'm so dazed from last night - the party ( Read more... )

All I have done is fail recently. This is such a silly entry and please don't take it seriously. It's like all my other sad, stupidly self conscious entries, I mean I only write in this when I'm upset so seriously, please don't write any comments which, are always sweet, but please don't take this seriously ( Read more... )

Someone wishes that I wasn't around as often. I can't think of anything more apparent that proves that I have failed in being a decent, honest, kind person.

Everything is slowly piecing itself together. It's two o'clock in the afternoon and I just got out of sed.strat. Last night - a bad move, I stayed up an hour later grilling the eggplants that I got from the public market - which were threatening moldsuicide. Nastalgia from this summer hit hard while I was whisking (with a fork - weak) the ( Read more... )