myblog -july '02
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Wednesday, July 31, 2002
*has slept 3 hours since 6pm monday*
Tuesday, July 30, 2002
ok, i have a shocking
issue to plant on you.. (can i say that like that in english? do i care?) ok.. i was just thinking about things which are bad because they are downright bad, and things that only appear
to be bad because of one thing or another.. well, like for example, we know rape is bad
.. right? do we agree on that much? but here's where my question comes in..
is slavery bad?
what was your first reaction? "yes of course!! are you insane?? what are you thinking??" why was that your reaction? i'll tell you why.. when i say "slavery
" what do you think? is it black people picking cotton and getting whipped? well, i can safely say that that
indeed is disagreeable.. ie, that is bad
.. but ask yourself the following then.. "does slavery imply beatings and excessive work?" well? does it? no, it doesnt does it... and thats my point, slavery now has that connotation, and why? because idiots that take advantage of their position of power to treat people like crap *hmmm gets a weird "this is familiar" feeling* .. but seriously... its not that im advocating slavery, im just saying, people are stupid.. people suck.. well not everyone.. but ok, here's my point then.. people are stupid, especially in a certain country that will remain nameless for the time being, these are people who dont like to think, they make mental shortcuts to things so they dont have to think about them.. they like to be sheep, because its easier.. and if someone says something like: "terrorist are bad, because they kill people" then they say "yeah! thats true!!" and it is.. but then if that same person comes along and says "well, we have to take them all out
.. because they are bad.." then they say, well, yeah, they are
bad.. he's right
.. and he's not
!! ok, you know im someone who very very strongly advocates *is getting tired of that word.. the one on the left* thought
.. and being analytical
... i find people who dont like to think and question things to be just plain stupid.. and they piss me off..
but, narrowing down to my original point, these people think that terrorism is bad, but then they dont see how they
brought it upon themselves by terrorizing others!!! again, them being stupid, they dont realize that terrorism isnt limited to "bin laden
" type terrorism.. there is the "bullying
" terrorism, the "imposing your own will on others because you are bigger and stronger
" type.. but they dont see this.. they dont..
soo.. narrowing back further down.. people who say slavery is bad, simply because all their limited minds can think of is on all those oppressed, mistreated people who were enslaved, are idiots.. they have a point, but its not theirs, its something they heard of one day on the history channel and realized was a bad thing.. its like all those idiots who went and persecuted communists
.. i mean.. communists!!!
what in the hail
is wrong with communism?? is the good for all people not
a good thing?? is your greed so great?? but one day one powerful guy, some leader, said "communism is a threat".. and all the other idiot sheep went and said "yeah, thats right, he's our leader.. he cant be wrong.." and how many times has that happened all over the world?? people dont think, they follow, and then something atrocious happens..
- germany, 1930 something, someone said "we are going to fix our country!" people said "yeah!!! thats what we need!!" then that same person goes and says "but we have to rid ourselves of our current problem.." "thats right, we do have a problem" to which he goes and blames a group.. *poof* everybody turns against that group and we get the holocaust...
- islamic world, a few years ago.. someone says, "we are being oppressed" "yeah, thats right!! we are!" "we have to fight back!" "he's our leader, he cant be wrong.." and *poof* thousands die constantly from terrorist attacks.. civilians, women, children..
- US, present day, "we are being attacked" "yeah! thats right!! we are!!" "we must attack in return.. harder" "he's our leader, he cant be wrong" *poof* new war begins.. the magnitude of which we cant even begin to measure.. all we need now is for someone to go and say, "they are now targetting us! we are not terrorists.. we must return fire.. harder" and another group idiots to say "he's our leader, he cant be wrong.. " and.. that will be the last *poof* we'll ever not hear..
"just what in the HAIL
does any of that have to do with slavery??" you may ask.. and yes, you may
.. to which i would answer: well.. in earlier times, slavery was common all throughout the world.. slaves were more like what maids are today.. but
they were more (with their heart and affection and what not) close to their masters.. slaves originally were people sort of "under contract
" to serve a person until a debt (for example) was repaid, or they could pay for their freedom.. but they were well taken care of.. even more than employees today are!! so.. is slavery bad? if the slaves had security, they were happy, and they had the (theoretical) opportunity to get out of that situation, is it so bad? no, it isnt is it? im sure some people are thinking "NO!! you are wrong!! slavery is bad, no matter how
you look at it!! people shouldnt own
other people!!" well, like i said, think of it more as a "contract".. and then again, there are other ways to "own" someone... especially in your beloved capitalist government (ps, no i am not
a communist, or socialist, or democrat, or republican, or liberalist, or nationalist, or capitalist, or any other label you want to give me.. every govt type has its advantages and disadvantages.. but they are mostly affected by whom
they are run by.. not
the specific ideals they "follow" (or not)) where people are in debt to their noses and have no possible way of repaying it, other than giving everything they have up.. soo.. which is fairer? happiness in serving? or unhappiness in debt? is slavery a bad thing? is it? or would you rather we discuss whether beating is good? which we both know isnt, and is also not
the point at hand.. had you thought of any of this? had you?
had you thought of how it was bush's own greed
, in wanting to construct an oil pipeline through afghanistan
, to supply the US with oil, and thus inciting
the taliban into attacking them, so as to have an excuse to then throw them out to get his pipeline through.. and then that backfiring.. miserably
.. and then his rage against the one person more powerful than bush: bin laden
(thats another post i have to get up.. its a kewl one too.. ) and going all out against "terrorism"... yeah.. right
.. once osama is gone, the "war on terrorism" will die out in a matter of months, while colombia still has its guerrillas, while the philippines is still in the crapper with its
terrorism problems.. and all those other countries that would make too long a list for this post.. so, who is the terrorist? the one who creates them, through oppression and bullying? or the one who fights back the oppression by any means they can find? if you answered either.. you were wrong.. it is both.
funny, this post was supposed to be about slavery.. and yet, as little as it may seem it, it still is.. but rather a different kind of slavery.. the slavery of thought..
how much of what you "think" can you honestly say you have thought of.. or at least, thought "about"? how much of what you believe do you believe because you "saw it on the news" "read it in the newspaper"? how much of what you think is so because someone else
said it was so? im not saying this is bad, but, if that someone else was wrong, then.. because you didnt bother think about it yourself, so are you.. and how many more like you? you see how you play a part in humanity's atrocities? just because you are an idiot who doesnt think for yourself... one last point.. do you believe things because you agree with them? or because of who it came from? how many times i've seen people quote the most retarded things, and then place the name of a band or person below it..
is slavery bad? i think the correct question would have to be:
are you a slave?
dood, more psycho dreams, and slept 16 hours today!!! :D
apparently, im worth $1,970,850.00 according to HumanForSale.com (sorry, im not going to link it.. stupids.. (them)) i wonder if thats adjusted for the dollar's devaluation..
worst spelling mistake i've ever seen? well this one i just saw in some page seriously takes the cake: *drumroll*
hahahah.. ohh man.. and it was an adult who wrote this (34 years of age) i would be writing this if it had been one of those.. "chat" errors.. or in a really long paragraph surrounded by a lot more text.. but this was in a flash thing, which had at most 6 words per displaying page at a time.. so yeah, this was quite blatant..
Saturday, July 27, 2002
i actually just posted that last one.. yeah, it took me this long.. that and the fact that ive been chatting and.. creating the new section.. *hush hush*
holey! did i have a psycho dream today.. nono.. it wasnt just psycho, this is the dream that takes the cake.. seriously.. its just sooo insane, but soo insane, that i will choose not to include its entirety here.. or.. maybe i will.. *gives a "dr evil" look*
here goes it.. now remember, its not so much the events, ie, you will fo' sho' not be as freaked out as i am by it.. ok, it begins i dont know how.. but im at some beach resort place.. ohh man is this dream gonna be the somethingest entry in the blog.. so i think i enter the resort with my mom.. but then she doesnt appear anymore in the dream.. then im like in this room with all these girls who are.. must i say it? pretty.. *blushes* and im sitting on the bed like resting my head on one of the girls..(and now that i remember, i had been sort of kissing the girl's lips, without her caring.. or kissing back.. but i was ok with it) and talking to some other person who was sitting up in front of me.. not sure who it was.. or even what gender they were.. but they began to talk with this strange tone and expression like criticizing something.. i then realized she (im not sure, but i think it was a "she") was criticizing the girl(s) calling them "easy" and what not.. and then i caught on... in my dreams, im usually the horniest toad (yep, its a term i coined, "horny toad".. i quite like it..) which i am soo not in real life.. as you may know, im still a virgin.. in more senses than one.. so i started sort of.. ehh.. "mauling" her.. ie, feeling her up.. (how i did this i dont know, considering my arms would have had to be severely double-jointed to have done that..) and then she responded to the other person with a "duh! (something something i cant remember)" and then after some time of that i got tired and told her "hey, dont you get tired of this?" (thats me looking for a "meaningful relationship" in my dreams..) and then she agreed.. it was weird.. and then... ok, so i wanted to get "more of a feel" and then she stopped me, and i was like "right.. " (which is a good thing she did.. if you know what i mean.. ok, i didnt want to get gross here, but.. well.. its too late now.. i told you this was going to be a "memorable" post..) anyhooze, so i agreed with that.. and then i had to go pee.. so i went to the bathroom.. and there was this other girl (which looked a little too much like this other girl i knew back in school.. one who got pregnant at 16.. yeah, i know..) in there, so i was like, i have to pee.. and she was going to hottub.. but, as i mentioned before.. these girls were all "easy" so she just went to the tub, and i went on and peed ahead.. so i start peeing, and i notice her getting close to me.. which freaked me out.. hahahah, but i had this powerful stream going.. it was really weird.. it was almost shooting straight out.. and then it sort of "unfocused" ie, it went into a sort of "spray mode" and then she was like "what in the who?" and then i was going to explain, and then it went back into normal mode.. but then all these people started coming in, and seeing me pee.. hahahah... but the weird thing was that i kept on peeing for the longest time.. it was soo insane.. in the background i could hear comments like "man, he's been peeing a long time!!" hahahah.. and i had.. dont know how long it was in the dream.. but i could have been peeing for 5 minutes straight or something insane like that.. and then it finally "died down".. and i was thinking how it was about time too.. hahah.. and then i woke up.. and my first reaction was: "man, that was the psychoest dream ive had.. ever!" yeah, maybe my standards are screwed up for that one.. cuz i have had some WAY weird dreams.. but to me, this one definately takes the cake.. any thoughts?
Friday, July 26, 2002
ohh and ps, crushlink and SomeoneLikesYou.. give it up.. if i like you, i will email you.. or let you know personally.. so dont place me on a list.. mmkay? and if you like me.. (which i very VERY seriously doubt) then i think the smartest way to let me know, would be by the same means.. and NOT through some spammer website...
!!! one of my three best friends *blushes* just gave me some news.. and i quote:
Guess what! The State of Utah knows Insane inglish... [...]. They have some kind of plant business out on the way between Provo and Salt Lake called "Utah Disaster Kleen Up Service". They're learning, they're learning, don't give up all hope:)
we're going global
*will have something new up soon*
Thursday, July 25, 2002
whoopsies! i just realized i have a few.. "errors" in the last archivation.. if you noticed it.. then.. 5 points to you!! if not.. then.. uhh..
children!!! guess who now has his incubus guy (aka brandon boyd) photo!! yep, i do.. me does.. but it doesnt end there.. so i had 4 rolls of 36 picture's worth of stuff to develop *lost track of what he was saying in the middle of it writing it* ok, 4 rolls with 36 pics a piece.. now, these rolls date back all the way to like last december or something.. so yeah, old photies... so i finally last week decided to develop 'em.. so after thinking its going to cost me an arm and a leg i go and see if they are ready.. (today) money in hand.. get the packages and one seems a bit too thin.. open it up.. and SON OF A MOTHER IN THE WHAT THE WHO WHAT WHAT??? yeah, zero pictures.. of 36.. all the negatives were blank.. yeah, i know.. i know.. so hot-jiggly poo, i was out 36 pics.. and they still managed to have the bollz to charge me for the developing!!! sons of a MOTHER!!! ok, check the others.. yep, all ok.. *is still in the shop*.. but now i begin to wonder what had been on that roll... and as amof, to this moment, i still am not sure what was on that roll.. yeah.. i know, i know.. but the good news is, well, i have the pics from my two trips!! not all i dont think.. but.. ohh well.. *is still not sure which are the missing pics..* ohh yeah, and did i forget to mention INCUBUS GUY WITH ME PICS!! yeah.. well.. ohh yeah, and click on the links at the top of the page, under jan02 and feb02 to read about that trip.. *hides head in shame for still not having blogged the last trip.. *
Wednesday, July 24, 2002
think youre smart cowboy? read the following line out loud to someone you think isnt as smart as you are:
"I am rid, Todd Didd. I am "sofa king"-rid, Todd Didd"
hah, thatll teach 'em... stupid people being all stupider than smart people...
Tuesday, July 23, 2002
today i had seven dreams!!! yeah, i know, i know!! it was insane!! i kept dreaming, waking up, seeing i could still sleep some more, sleeping, dreaming, waking up... etc.. but i kept dreaming!! and they were like insane dreams!! really kewl stuff!! cant blog em now.. (its almost 5am!!!!) but per'aps i'll blog it 'amarrah.. and i have to blog my trip already!!! hahah.. ohhh dear...
Monday, July 22, 2002
ohh yeah, and i did the fuali.com quizii
, and the results are thus:
- 38% Grunge
- 33% Punk Rock
- 33% Geek
- 32% Internet Addict
- 29% Ska
- 23% Emo
- 21% Goth
- 19% Tortured Artist
- 19% Metal Head
and considering i dont know what emo is.. i dont even know what to make of these results.. i mean.. 38% grunge?? i mean... ok.. im sort of grungy (or is it grungey?) but, im more of a ... noo.. see, the thing is, i dont believe in the whole "labels" thing.. i cant be labelled.. im.. *looks around* "unique
".. pfff.. hahah
ohh yeah, and im missing the raver quiz results.. it was something like 28%.. imagine.. never been to a rave, and i got a 28%... if you ask me, these quizii are fixed.. fixed
i tell ya!! and i dont mean "fixed" like neutered... although...
aiight! have archived the blog, fixed some parts up, and.. uhh.. what else did i did? i dont know.. something else.. if youre smart.. youll figger it out.. and can you email me afterwards? id like to know too.. hey, dont keep me in the dark!! come on!! *topples over like a wooden statue.. a wooden statue of death!!!*
Sunday, July 21, 2002
ok, i just realized the time for that last one is screwed up.. it was like 3am when i entered that one.. and yes.. i am still
awake.. with a capital "b".. but.. im now going to sleep.. but not before my two "announcements".. :
- a) NO MORE POPUPS!! (yeah, im happy about that one too)
- 2) yes, i know, i know.. i had to place a big ole banner.. but.. ahh.. isnt it worth it? no more popups!!!!
- iii) the "chris cho" fan club will soon be up.. (you should be getting goose bumps at this moment)
- fourth) i dont know how to count..
define insanity. ok, i will, im still
awake.. and what ive been doing is fixing calvin ball
.. and guess what.. its working top
!!! so get to playing!!
im sooo tired.. i slept about 4 hours, and then went out to walk around all day.. which was kewl.. and then went to play soccer at the afternoon.. of the afternoon.. in the afternoon.. after noon.. (im soo tired.. you have no idea.. that sentence just didnt make any sense to me whatsoever.. its like all.. jibberish.. or.. gobbledygook.. or.. uhh.. something non-sensical.. yeah..) until i could take it no more.. in the sense that my legs began to hurt.. and i collapsed to the ground, panting.. except i was wearing shorts.. but still.. doesnt mean i wasnt tired.. i was.. i was and then i could no more.. and so.. now im tired, sleeples.. not in seattle, and meg ryan doesnt love me.. so.. all the cards are in my.. uhh.. not.. favor.. thing.. uhh.. *breaks into a day dream.. even tho it is night...* dood.. i.. must.. get.. some.. sleep.. or at least rest.. or something even similarly related to either.. perhaps some placebo.. mmm.. sugar pills.. *drools*
Friday, July 19, 2002
i have decided that i no longer believe in dinosaurs. i mean, come on, its all bull-lies! who has ever seen a dinosaur?? huh? anyone?? no!! and what about the proof?? have you ever seen any proof of the existence of dinosaurs? bones? sure.. but have you ever seen them? i havent! and if you did.. are you sure they were bones at all?? are you sure they were dinosaur bones? how can you be sure?? do you know what dinosaur bones are like?? no, you dont do you.. well then.. how can you be sure they existed? if your answer resembled something like "i just do." or "because its scientifically proven" then... lemme tell you.. you lead a sad, sad life.. how people can deny the existance of GOD with all the proof to His existence out there, whilst still believing in dinosaurs and evolution (which bee tee double you, isnt a scientific theory).. i will never understand.. do you see my point? if you dont.. you have a problem.. and if you just got mad at that last sentence, its a big one..
Thursday, July 18, 2002
psycho dream alert!! i had another one of those "dreams" that i get sometimes.. yeah, this one was especially weird.. ok.. it goes something like this:
its a bit hazy the entirety of the dream, in the sense that i'm not sure what went on during the whole thing, but i do remember there were these "beings" that were.. well.. just like humans, except they were all black, ie, like dressed in black and painted black *guitar solo busts out in the background*, then there were these others as well, but they were all gray (or "grey" if you prefer) and they were guiding the main "character" of the dream.. which.. happens to be, none other than.. zinedine zidane!!! i mean, what in the HAIL??? hahah.. and you know what the funniest thing is? this guy to me represents failure... hahahah.. and he was like the main guy in my dream!! hahah.. ok ok, so i'll go on.. so theres like this "guide" being, who's telling the main guy.. ok, lets call him "z" fer short.. so the guide being is walking z around and explaining what the other beings are.. apparently, all the other people on the street (ohh yeah, did i forget to mention that the dream was in a sort of weird greyish-green kind of black-and-white?? well, it was..) so there are (normal) people walking around the streets.. i think it had recently rained and all.. it was that typical "gangster movie" type setting.. really cool! so anyhooze, z had this weird "this is all too weird" kind of expression on his face.. because, for some reason he is the only normal human that can see these beings (and i am using this "beings" term for the fun of it.. they actually looked like normal men with hats and raincoats.. but remember it was like in one of those gangster movies.. AND in black and white where white is some shade of grayish-green) so then they were just walking along and stuff and these beings were walking past.. im not sure what they were supposed to be.. but i think in the dream they were explained as being dead or something like that.. perhaps like "deliverers of death".. but where the gray ones had a different purpose than the black ones.. then they walked up to like this alley or something where there was like an arch above it, with a sort of either cubby or window, where the "head" being was.. which consisted of some bald guy in black (yes, painted as well, but unlike the others, he wasnt wearing a hat) just sitting there, where all you could see was his upper body.. and he was engulfed by this shadow.. ie, in his cubby it was really dark, and the only light that entered was from an external source, so he was only partially illuminated.. so if he moved back, he would "disappear" into the darkness.. which he did, but not before letting out one of those "evil" laughs and dipping back so his head would shine very eerily... you know.. like when you disappear into a shadow.. well like that.. and thats when i woke up.. i know, i know.. it was weird.. i hope i have it again soon so i can understand it more betterly-er-ly...
Wednesday, July 17, 2002
crappers!! i havent archived since april!! and i have to wake up in less than 4 hours!! argh!! *bites the bullet* mmmm.. tastes like chicken...
!!! and this one is soooo you have to do of!!
the site has now officially surpassed the 10,000
hit mark.. which can almost entirely be thanked to the chickies section
ok.. i must mention, before i get to other, more "important" stuff, that i've been upto some gross things.. yes.. shocking, i know.. i know.. heres the lo-down.. and by "lo-down", i mean that sound one makes to describe the fact that one is going to tell something that has happened... anyhooze, so here it is..:
ok, so, the other day, and by "other day" i mean, like a few months ago or something psychotic like that... i had a bottle of gatorade with me.. lemon ice or something like that, in case you were wondering.. (i can just picture people yelling at their screens "but what flavor? blahst it!!!") so i had it in my backpack pouch.. yes, in my "gatorade: life's a sport, drink it up" backpack that i won.. well.. i had it in there and since im the kind of guy who keeps stuff to enjoy it to the last moment, the bottle stayed in the pouch for.. weeks? while i sometimes drank from it when i got that sudden burst of thirst (whoa, what an innate poet i turned out to be!) but one day.. as i was walking down the street and.. well.. got thirsty, i whipped out the bottle and as i was going to take a delicious swig o' gatorade, what do i realize? formations. small, almost milky colored formations.. at first i was like "ahh!" and almost threw it.. but then.. and here's where my youth crept back out.. i thought "hmm.. i wonder what this is.." and put it back in my back to inspect it more closely upon my return home.. and when i returned i placed it on my desk and well.. i guess i forgot about it for some weeks.. when i looked at it again.. the formations had grown!!! from my years of high-schooling (and no, that isnt some double-meaninged expression) i realized/noticed, that what these formations were, were nothing more than my DNA having reproduced in the high electrolyte concentration (well, either my dna or the enzymes from my drool.. yes, i drool into my bottles.. doesnt everyone??? the reason i say dna, is because of the clearly structured, ie, stranded nature of the formations, ie, they looked like really long, really thin, strings of something that was of a resulting milky color.. so the obvious conclusion would be that it was my dna having found nutrition in the gatorade enough to replicate quite extensively..) so now i had two large and one medium-sized "cloud" structures of some really thin component.. really really cool..
so there it stood, my DNA, my being, in three clouds, in a bottle of gatorade.. i could try to look for some sort of cosmic metaphor in that.. but.. you know.. i wont.
in a separate incident, i had a bottle of ice tea (a large one, one of those 2 liter suckas..) that i had frozen after just opening it, and then picking at it with a knife to get the "frostiness".. ok, actually, its a bit more complex.. the entire 6-pack of ice tea bottles had absolutely sucked, and by "sucked" i mean that the ice tea content in them tasted like absolute crap.. it was soo nasty.. my dad said they tasted "normal".. but.. you know.. they just didnt. so i thought something had gone wrong in the production of them.. at some point where they mixed the "syrup" with the water (yeah, its one of those cheap crap ice teas..) where they either got the proportions wrong, or something went very, very wrong in the elaboration of the syrup/flavoring... your guess is as good as mine.. but i do know that i was not going to go on pouring that crap down my throat just like that.. so i froze it. with this i hoped to accomplish the following: um.. ok, so that was a crap setup to say that i wanted to split the syrup from the water.. since they most likely didnt have the same melting points one would inevitably melt first, and hence i could separate them out.. bets were on the syrup melting out first.. 10 points to you if thats what you said.. indeed the syrup (and i do use that word hatefully.. it was probably not "syrup" but some sort of.. well.. syrup.. *becomes worried as to this predicament.. and the fact that this post is becoming eternal*) melted first, so i began drinking the stuff first.. it wasnt so bad.. it was a bit.. uhh.. "funky" tasting.. but not as bad as the original mix, nonetheless.. i didnt drink much.. i refroze it.. and then later re-unfroze it (ohh dear!) it then just sat there on the dinner table (which bee tee double you, we also use for meals other than dinner..) for some time.. (a week?) the water/mix had separated.. with the top being progressively clearer than the bottom.. and when startled, you could see a thicker liquid moving within the more water-concentrated, lighter-colored part at the top.. it was truly fascinating *snort* no, but seriously, it was cool to look at..
so after a period of time, my dad approched me, and requested my attention (its too late to stop now) "son, do you plan on ingesting this here substance you have encased in this clear container?" "i dont know, father. perhaps, at some point.." *walks over to the container and observes it one more time* (...) *a shocked expression creeps across the son's face* "father! look hither! SPORES!! spores have sprung to life within the container!!" "yes, son! indeed! but you mustnt drink it now.." *the son gives the father a blank expression and removes the container from the eating quarters and relocates them to his chambers for closer inspection*
so now i had a former ice tea bottle housing a small growing community of spores.. eventually the hairy green things spread to create small islands on the surface of the liquid.. it was really cool.. i placed it in direct view of sunlight, and they quickly spread.. but i had to be careful, the tops had to remain dry.. so the bottle had to remain calm and steady and never tipped.. the fun thing is, that when the tops were submerged, the little hairs trapped oxygen on them, so they created a reflective surface.. so it looked like i had little silver droplets in the liquid.. (man, im such a freak!)
well, i now had two bottles of strange substances with strange formations.. and being the freak that i am, it took me not long to "think up" a new concoction.. mix the two! and so one fine day, i mixed the two.. apparently my DNA did not withstand the environmental change.. and later, the bottle was toppled over, and i then left on my trip.. upon my return, i found the bottle on its side, having witnessed my dad reorganizing my room (yeah, i know!!!) i straightened the bottle up, and evaluated the situation.
current standing of the substances in the bottle: much of the original spore colonies lie dead at the bottom of bottle.. some of the surviving ones have gone a shade of brown and have adopted a different structure.. there is one that managed to get stuck to the inside wall of the bottle and is now shielded by a nice furry white coat, and there are streaks of little promising grains across the insides of the bottle.. we shall see how that goes.. the consitency of the liquid is now more uniform, and the color has evened out.. perhaps due to whatever rattling it must have received in the unwelcome room-cleaning/hi-jacking....
whoa.. what a "scientific" post this one turned out to be.. heh.. refreshing... no pun intended...
Monday, July 15, 2002
man! so on saturday, i went to sleep at about 9pm.. having wanted to goto sleep like at 6, but, ah well, nevermind.. so i fall asleep, then wake up at some point in the morning to urinate, fixed some plates in the kitchen and went back to sleep.. i then woke up at about 3pm... thats right.. i slept nearly 18 hours!!!! and by nearly, i mean that i dont count it if i wake up at some point, so my 16-hour record still stands.. had i not gone to do those things in the kitchen, i would have set a new record for myself at a whopping 18 hours of uninterrupted sleep.. *sigh*
Saturday, July 13, 2002
124 emails.. of which less than 10% were actually personal "person-to-person" emails.. *head is beginning to hurt.. will retire to his chambers for a period of slumber*
yaaaaaaaaaaaaay! im back from my trip and www.insaner.com is still up!!! w00t! i guess i was wrong by a month.. so this is the last month i have to renew.. in the sense that im going to have to renew like.. soon (i will write about the trip in a later entry.. gotta eat first..)
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