These last three days have been face meltingly awful for the PILLS, the sort of combination nausea, light headed near mania and pressured tireness I LIVE For, let me fucking tell you. I could just about kill a motherfucker.
Spiders? No, I got motherfucking WIND SCORPIONS after me, fucking SOLIFUGIDS, THESE GUYS:
(http://www.medical-flinch.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/10/Camel_Spider.jpg)
And BOY do they run fast! They ignore me for the most part though, they chase the neighbors (the neighbors can't see them, which makes it all the more entertaining). They don't chase me directly, because they know they've already got me, got me happy, got me RUNNING. Gotta catch up, gotta run fast catch up stay in line don't loose my place, gotta graduate, gotta write that thesis write that publication sort those samples identify those organisms pass those classes sign those documents read that paper. Gotta look sharp, gotta make a good impression, pick up the speaker, drop off the speaker, pick up the refreshments, gotta be up at dawn and asleep for 5 minutes before waking.
Cause life is too short, you see? And the wind scorpions are after me, and if I slow down they'll catch me. And it's too much FUN to stop anyway, you see, it's like that guy hanging from a thread with a tiger above and a tiger below so he reaches for a berry and it tastes so damn GOOD. So I keep their beady little eyes just out of sight over the horizon, just out of jumping distance.
Besides, I can sleep when I'm dead right?
Oh, sure, NOW the nannywall decides to let a picture through... :aaaah:
Keep an eye out on those meds, yeah?
QuoteAnd it's too much FUN to stop anyway,
Well, if it's actually FUN, keep on trucking. The ability to run for hours is the only survival trait an unarmed human has (besides tasting bad). It's almost enough to question my opinion on evolution, come to think of it.
We run, because the big bugs chase us. The big bugs chase us because we want to run.
It's turtles all the way down, Kai. Circular reasoning. In the end, there's this...If you want to run, run, and it doesn't matter if the bugs are there or not. If you don't want to run, rig a big spike to the front of that car in your head and go fucking some bug shit royally.
Mid-terms or something?
Quote from: Charley Brown on January 26, 2011, 02:30:54 PM
Mid-terms or something?
Graduation looming, in May. I'll be a Master of Science, if I make it.
Quote from: ϗ on January 26, 2011, 03:12:38 PM
Quote from: Charley Brown on January 26, 2011, 02:30:54 PM
Mid-terms or something?
Graduation looming, in May. I'll be a Master of Science, if I make it.
That explains it then.
Careful to not speed your young life away.
Quote from: LMNO, PhD on January 26, 2011, 01:06:25 PM
Oh, sure, NOW the nannywall decides to let a picture through... :aaaah:
Keep an eye out on those meds, yeah?
I will. It's only some days, which is nice.
2 things though: 1) I have to stop drinking, all together. Even a small amount of alcohol in the evening is throwing the next morning. I welcome suggestions on tasty non-alcoholic beers and wines. 2) Eating and sleeping in a regular fashion needs to become a priority.
Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on January 26, 2011, 02:11:15 PM
QuoteAnd it's too much FUN to stop anyway,
Well, if it's actually FUN, keep on trucking. The ability to run for hours is the only survival trait an unarmed human has (besides tasting bad). It's almost enough to question my opinion on evolution, come to think of it.
We run, because the big bugs chase us. The big bugs chase us because we want to run.
It's turtles all the way down, Kai. Circular reasoning. In the end, there's this...If you want to run, run, and it doesn't matter if the bugs are there or not. If you don't want to run, rig a big spike to the front of that car in your head and go fucking some bug shit royally.
I want to run, just, wish the pace was a bit less quick. Running is fun, if it's steady, unhurried and I can stop to breathe a bit now and again.
Kai. .that thing is scary as hell. :x
I agree with Charley. Don't get all in a rush when it's not necessary. That said, it is necessary sometimes, and maybe for you this is one of those times. I honestly can't give you any help or advice, and my wishes and thoughts are useless to you, but you have them anyway.
Quote from: ϗ on January 26, 2011, 03:12:38 PM
Quote from: Charley Brown on January 26, 2011, 02:30:54 PM
Mid-terms or something?
Graduation looming, in May. I'll be a Master of Science, if I make it.
Being Master of Something is Awesome! (I didn't make it, but you're going strong)
When a friend of mine mastered in Astronomy, we gave him a He-Man comic.
Quote from: Triple Zero on January 27, 2011, 01:20:16 AM
Quote from: ϗ on January 26, 2011, 03:12:38 PM
Quote from: Charley Brown on January 26, 2011, 02:30:54 PM
Mid-terms or something?
Graduation looming, in May. I'll be a Master of Science, if I make it.
Being Master of Something is Awesome! (I didn't make it, but you're going strong)
When a friend of mine mastered in Astronomy, we gave him a He-Man comic.
I believe I shall send Kai something horrible for his graduation.