I'm sorry. I was in bed all day yesterday. I didn't do much of anything. Didn't do the housework I meant to do, didn't go eat supper with my neighbor, didn't watch True Blood (TiVo has it though!), didn't sprint. I did get a little writing done over the weekend though.

Were you sprinting all alone, or did Serella join you?

I'm guessing you don't have a cellphone?

Serella popped into the chat for like 2 minutes then left. I ended up only getting like 1,000 words written. Was not a very good day,

I didn't end up going to my write-in, cause my fiance was in a clingy mood and wanted to go shopping with me for stuff for a project she has due, so I gave in and went with her, and then was feeling kinda blah when we got home, and then had no one to help motivate me to write despite the ick.

On the brightside, I've written a lot today so far, and I've got a few more hours left to do some more.

I retract my rant. Company was great and I had an awesome trip.

I do, I can never hear the damn thing though and it's on top volume.

Gets me in trouble with the grandparents.

Wish me luck. I'm kinda nervous about my two midterms today.

Good Luck!!

The actions of one stupid, foolish person is going to negatively affect countless others who, while not always the most discriminating of sorts, are mostly good people.

Don't worry, Bush will be gone soon!

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Not even close. I was referring to something much closer to home. I exaggerated somewhat...the number isn't countless, but it is a large number of people.

Did you know you don't really care?

200 people is about the most you can conceive of before the numbers become academic and your EMOTIONAL HORROR becomes null and void.

That's "personally", if it's true. People can still be bothered by bad stuff happening to people even if it's not as close to home as, say, their immediate family.

No emotional horror involved. I just get incredibly annoyed at stupidity. For example, drinking yourself to death.

They did a study using monkey brains and extrapolated. You can "care" about 200 odd people, who are typically your family, social circle and work associates. Sure, you can be bothered, but it's mostly a statistic to you.

Two things.

1. Rant at myself. Ever had something you really really REALLY need to do, but be so lazy at the time that you can't? I mean you will actually sit down and get ready to do it, and not be able to? Yeah. This is what happens when you wake up at 5:30, and go to sleep at 12:00. During a Growth Spurt. I have no energy.

2. Rant at my good qualities. Why do I have to be so cheap? I want a laptop! Why do I have to wait untill I know I'll get the best deal on it! I want to be blatantly shallow and materialistic!

3. And finally, on a Rant that matters, my migranes are getting sneaky. My Aura has stopped showing up, it's just PAIN.

People confuse me sometimes...

Even when the truth is dangled right in front of them, like a carrot, they'll still charge headlong in the opposite direction for the sake of pride and infallibility.

Is admitting you're wrong once in a while really so abhorrent it's more important to avoid it than to see the truth?

Is being right in your own mind and nowhere else really so valuable that it cannot be replaced with truly understanding? That even when faced with well buttressed and well researched arguments you cannot BEAR to concede even the smallest point? That you must cleave to your arguments even when they fall apart under the lightest scrutiny? Even when they get torn to shreds and countered at every possible end, and the only rebuttal you have left is "I know you are, but what am I?" must you cling to it and refuse to give ground?

Is it spite? Anger? Fear? Hatred? A combination of all of them? What is it? Why? Why must you continue to fight an argument even you must realize you are on the wrong side of?

Even if the only thing you stand to lose is pride, still you fight fang and claw for the idea you know is wrong, and for WHAT? TO WHAT END? WHY?!

Heh, I have the same problem, though I'm starting to get over it.

That is so gross

rant: uh. I slept until ... very late into the evening. My schedule's all wack from bashing so much. :|

I remember this one day, I went to bed at, like, two, and woke up at, like, two...

For clarification, this was 1400=bedtime, 0200=waking up.


My rant: The economy. Seriously, seriously f:censor: up. I can get me losing my last job, I wasn't punting calls fast enough, but it's been four. Bleeding. Months. Putting in applications at fast food places isn't even turning things up. Hell, I had a guy give a personal reccomendation to the hiring manager. Nothing. Not. A. Thing.

Sounds like a change of venue is due. Where I'm at, and it's a big city, they can't even hire people for all the jobs we have here. Granted, the midwest is notoriously untouched by such, unless you hit the automotive centric areas.