Dang it I forgot to get the cds again... I should get them now... I want to listen to that song!!
Impaling your finger with fishing hooks isnt as fun as it looks
There once was a scotsman named Drew
Who put too much wine in his stew
He felt a bit drunk
And fell off his bunk
And landed smack into his shoe ~(C) Ms Niamh Anne King
life is yummi. mmm.![]()
Wow. It is really cold in here right now.
Ah.. my poor friend is having a really bad day!![]()
"The test of a first-rate intelligence is the ability to hold two opposed ideas in mind at the same time and still retain the ability to function. One should, for example, be able to see that things are hopeless and yet be determined to make them otherwise."
-- F. Scott Fitzgerald
I wonder who's going to show up??
Do, or do not. There is no try. - Yoda
I didn't get much sleep tonight.
I really didn't.
Neither did I the day before yesterday.
And I spent most of my remainder energy on the Artificial Intelligence exam today.
So when I came home, on the bus, near me, there sat this lad, quite handsome and with those nice brown eyes.
I thought that he would look beautiful if I just killed him there, his beautiful warm eyes turned to glass, oozing to death. One pistol-shot and all that beauty.
Then I thought - well, that's a nice fantasy, but I don't have a gun. A knife? Would work, but I don't have a knife either. I briefly considered trying to kill him with my bare hands but probably he would be stronger than me, even if I had a pepper-spray (which I didn't), it wouldn't be of much use, since in a bus it would effect both of us. Then I considered if I had any object I could use as a weapon on me - hmmm - I did have my MacBook, but hitting him with it would probably have damaged it. So I sighed and let the lad be.
Half-way home, when I had already stepped out of the bus, I suddenly remembered that it is possible to kill somebody by breaking their neck, but then it was too late. Why didn't I remember it on the bus? And why don't I carry objects usable as weapons with me?
EDIT: Ah, that's probably the reason I don't.
On a more refreshed note, I am quite sure that my conscience, fear of the law or fear that the act wouldn't be aesthetic enough would have knocked in even if I had had the possibility to murder him but it is funny what thoughts a tired mind has, neh?
Last edited by Taliesin; 01-29-2009 at 09:34 AM.
If you believe even a half of this post, you are severely mistaken.
I feel a bit of a life long devotion coming on here...
Hmm, hanging up laundry in a tiny apartment, washing dishes, and watching the daily show. Life is good.
I need a nap, but i just know i'll be thinking about fridays announcement too much.![]()
"Come away O human child!To the waters of the wild, With a faery hand in hand, For the worlds more full of weeping than you can understand."
W.B.Yeats
"If it looks like a Dwarf and smells like a Dwarf, then it's probably a Dwarf (or a latrine wearing dungarees)"
Artemins Fowl and the Lost Colony by Eoin Colfer
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Snow day!!!
How am I suppossed to make reservations if he hasn't given me an itinerary??
Do, or do not. There is no try. - Yoda
Unfunny things make me laugh, and sad things only make me smile wider.
The worst feeling in the world isn't loneliness, it's being forgotten by someone you can't forget.