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I got myself a tattoo! Now I will forever have my own artwork on my body, and my nerdy love for “The Waste Land” becomes public and permanent!
Mmmmmm…. avatars. Make yourself into a Simpsons character! This is me, what do you think of it?
Dorothy looked, and gave a little cry of fright. There, indeed, just under the corner of the great beam the house rested on, two feet were sticking out, shod in silver shoes with pointed toes. “Oh, dear! Oh, dear!” cried…
So here’s the deal: I hate cucumbers. Hate them like no other food on earth. Given the choice of starving to death or eating a cucumber, starving might win. However, I looooove pickles and I want to make my own.…
I ran my official 5-mile run this morning. It was harder to do than the 5-mile I did last Monday, possibly because it was morning instead of evening (less energy) and I was running by myself, but one of the crazy things about today was that I started getting a reverse migraine aura a little more than halfway through. I began having trouble seeing the screen of my iPod clearly but thought it was just due to glare from the fluorescent lighting overhead and the large number of “floaters” I have in my eyes. A few laps later I realized that it was because the center of my vision was disappearing. The little silver diagonal sparkle lines had started in the middle. I decided to keep going as long as I could, but to stop if I started to experience any pain or if my vision disappeared past the point where it was safe to run. I developed a plan for what to do if the pain started, involving finding a quiet dark room and a wet washcloth, possibly with the help of a gym staff member. The sparkles grew outward from the center of my vision in a donut-shaped oblong, slightly to the left of center with the right side pointing slightly upward, and I began to feel slightly nauseous. Eventually the aura reached the edge of my peripheral vision, and it disappeared completely by about 4.75 miles. I finished the run and cooldown walk, stretched, and felt well enough to drive home. My head has felt kind of funny all day, though; not pain exactly, but a strange feeling of pressure or like the pain is there right below the surface and if I thought about it, it would burst on through. So I’m trying to ignore it. […]
One of the things that makes living on the surface of the sun (or, Texas) bearable: Storms. It’s hard for me to put into words exactly what draws me to storms. Violence? Powerlessness? Change? A sense of being at one…
post your secrets here, for a big public collaborative art project. the one below is pretty funny… but some of them bring tears to my eyes in one short sentence. i thought about sending in one of my own… but…
two weeks ago, i stopped biting my fingernails. i didn’t really have a reason or motivation. my left thumbnail had gotten unusually long — past the edge of my fingertip. and something just clicked in my brain that said, well, that’s it. here’s where things change. here’s why quitting the biting habit hasn’t been a priority: i’ve been a biter ever since i can remember. it doesn’t embarrass me. my nails are really thin and brittle, and so they split and peel very easily. if you push on the end, they just bend like they’re made of paper. longer nails are harder to keep neat and can get in the way, especially if you do a lot of work with your hands. sitting around filing and polishing does not sound like a lot of fun, or even something that i would like to consider necessary maintenance. i’m finding that i’m having difficulty operating my new nails. once or twice i’ve accidentally clawed myself due to lack of control. they’re splitting and peeling as usual, but i’m trying to be gentle on them. i don’t know if i’ve quit for good or if it’s a temporary respite. currently my thumb and first two fingers of each hand are past the fingertip. the pinkies are nearing the edge, as is the ring finger right hand. ring finger left hand still has a ways to go. at any rate, it’s an interesting experiment.
Update 1: My surgery has been moved to Friday. I won’t have to take 3 days off work; just one, which is both good and bad. Kinda ruins my weekend though. Update 2: Cooper Smith, who used to be an…
I had this really frightening dream last night, where I had to relive the crash of a small plane through the pilot’s eyes. He was faced with a terrible decision as the plane was going down — should he eject…