Thursday, May 30, 2013

The subtle nuances

Life contains many small annoyances, and many large annoyances. The large annoyances usually include thing like tsunamis and war.

They may be slightly more important than I'm making them out to be.

The small annoyances differ between individuals, but there are a few general ones that are relatively universal. Unless you're Amish.

In the flesh

Mosquitos in your ear

Whispered conversations that you can't understand






Tuesday, May 28, 2013

The why game

You know how when toddlers decide they want to fuck with you they say why after every sentence?

It's like pre-k mind games

But anyway I found myself accidentally playing that with a small girl named Leah with whom I have found myself affiliated, and she got me so far the through the hidden implications of my words that by the end of it I was talking about the "cosmic ring of nebular and spacial protons."

I realize this is not a thing

I'm sorry

Eventually you run out of options

Which, coincidentally, was my reason for writing this

Monday, May 27, 2013

It is 2:12 in the morning

Hello.

Did you know it is 2:12 in the morning?

Because I have a little clock inside my iPad, which makes the time handily show on the top of the screen.

Now it's 2:13

But with this clock, unfortunately, it disappears when I open an app, so when I'm bored and playing a game and waiting for a time that signifies something to roll around, I have no idea what time it is

2:14

That last sentence was not grammatically correct

Also, it defeats the purpose of that sentence that I can see the clock while blogger is open

Don't judge my incoherent sentences, it's 2:15 in the morning

But anyway, I'm writing this because I got bored of playing monkey flight and trying to think about how to fit the word helix into conversations because that is a cool word

2:16

Also, I'm wondering which Les Miserables characters are subs

That will really only make sense to a choice few

I am tired

But not really

You know (2:17) that time after 1:00 when you should be tired and for the last hour you've been battling sleep but then suddenly your eyes decide to stop fighting your will and just decide to stay open and then you can't sleep because your eyes are punishing you for your prior (2:18) selfishness and your mind is blurry and run-on sentence creating but you're also really awake at the same time?

That.

2:19

Did I already write two nineteen?

Because I already wrote a sentence that kept repeating itself in a little sentence loop for like ten minutes and (2:20) it was horrifying before I realized I shouldn't be doing that

That sentence-train derailed

There were no survivors

2:21

I'm sad and alone

And tired

And the phrase "fight the shrimp" is stuck in my head

2:22

It's been ten minutes since I started writing this

I've accomplished less than I originally assumed I would be accomplishing

2:23

Also, if you check the time on this because you're a psycho who likes to disprove random blog posts and it says its a different, more reasonable time, that is because I have no wifi whilst curled up in my bed at 2:24 and will therefor be posting this in the morning

The song "If I Didn't Believe In You" is playing

Is tsurris a word?

2:25

I think it is but I'm spelling it wrong

2:26

If you're wondering why that took a whole minute to write, I believe it is because time has entered the "it's the weekend so what better time to get my shit together even though I was totally wasted and forgot to move during math last week during SUNDAY FUCKING NIGHT would be the perfect time to go fast"

2:27

I am not even going to edit this post a little bit

People need to know

I am really fucked up right now

2:28

Why is a Taylor swift song playing?

I thought I banned Taylor swift from my playlists after her descent into sheepism

This song has one line that seems like something I would be writing right now

2:29

That's how bad it is

And I can't breEAAATTHHHEeeEEEethe

2:30

Also, that long, spastic Breathe up there was a line from the song

Taylor swift is the one suffocating

Not me

She's doing it again

Seriously, this song is one sentence

2:31

Like that song in the radio that's like "here and now, I'm talking here and now, I'm talking here and now, LETS GO." Although it uses considerably less word endings

Oh good taytay stopped

2:32

Looking at this, it's all really short sentences broken up by long, rambling paragraph sentences

It's been twenty minutes

This was the most confusing twenty minutes of my life

THAT'S WHAT SHE SAID

2:33

I'm leaving now

There's really not a good way to end a post like this and I'm afraid that if I don't click close now I'll go on like this forever

2:34

Also, I suddenly feel obliged to tell you that the song Maybe from Next to Normal is playing and I'm having a weird spiritual connection with it on some ethereal level

That kind of thing happens at 2:35

Just roll with it

Sunday, April 28, 2013

A sonnet

Jacob and I wrote a sonnet.
Behold me not giving a shit about syllables:

Sonnets, what the fuck are they
They drive me crazy in the mind
They serve no purpose on this earth
But to wipe a crapped behind
They're a pain in the ass to read
They make me want to punch a wall
They make my tortured eyeballs bleed
No, I don't like them at all
They make us want to kill Shakespeare
Kill him with fire, would be nice
Into his heart we'll strike some fear
And drown him in a lake of ice
Burn all the sonnets on the earth
Less than zero's what they're worth

(Let it be noted that I have nothing against sonnets, despite some evidence to the contrary.)

Saturday, April 27, 2013

Confusion

The last four lines in this picture. Read them.

Balderdash word for deer poop is how people find my blog?

I don't know if I should be hurt or proud.

This happens when I'm bored









I do math good: A follow up

It was as I had feared.

Well, not EXACTLY as I had feared.

I had expected a gray carpet but there was instead that disgusting oh-so-public-school white tile with the little pink and blue flecks and instead of smelling like lemon pledge it smelled like beans and fear.  I did, however, have my disturbing bright pink calculator, there were rows of desks, and I did frantically scramble on one problem.

But the good news is, I ALMOST finished!

Yay me!