October 23rd, 2003 - Open Knowledge — LiveJournal
Oct. 23rd, 2003
11:32 am - Rowing to Kook Island
Via ernunnos via K.C.Campbell:
"Certainly it is most important to distinguish between those straining at the oars to get to Kook Island, and those who arrived easily via magic carpet and don't even know they are there."
Via CR Society mailing list:
Title: Dieter's Dream: How to Eat More and Still Lose Weight
When it comes to dieting, bigger food is better.
That may be surprising to dieters who've struggled to cut calories by
eating less food. But a growing body of research now supports the
notion that it's the energy density of foods -- not the amount we eat
or even the overall fat content -- that most contributes to weight
( Read more...Collapse )
At christmas, when walking through large crowds of people, I often, purposely, walk into young children who aren't looking where they are going. They annoy me and I think it's funny when they sometimes fall over and their parents give me dirty looks... it's their own bloody fault for not looking where they are going!
I masturbated on a girl's headstone. The crescent-moon shape was a convenient smooth shape. Pooh bear was carved on it. Since then, I've masturbated on gravestones about a half-dozen times.
My boss is a narrow minded fool. So I keep leaking all his private information to his clients. But I've taken it too far this time. I leaked his wife's expenses and there is hell on. They don't know it was me though. Ha ha ha. One day I will get to sit on the big leather chair.
10:16 pm - Hmmmm....
I’ve found blogging to be a low-impact activity, mildly narcotic and mostly quite convivial, but the thing I’ve most enjoyed about it is how it never fails to underline the fact that if I’m doing this I’m definitely not writing a novel – that is, if I’m still blogging, I’m definitely still on vacation. I’ve always known, somehow, that it would get in the way of writing fiction, and that I wouldn’t want to be trying to do both at once. The image that comes most readily to mind is that of a kettle failing to boil because the lid’s been left off.
Bittersweet words from William Gibson.
|← Previous day||(Calendar)||Next day →|