Saturday, June 14, 2008

Weird Dividing
6月 14日 「土曜日」
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My brain.
I'm very tired all the time now.
And I'm pretty certain I've picked up smoking again. I'm thinking it'll only be a temporary thing, though. My willpower seems to be so amazing I can stop and start anything I want anyway.

Unfortunately, the only thing I have no control over is my sleeping pattern. I really need sleep right now.. I had about a dozen cups of coffee when I went out to Denny's with Andrew and Justin's co-workers last night.

We'd originally planned to see the new Hulk movie (as a spur of the moment type of thing, because everyone got off work earlier than usual) but Edward's Cinema was closed so, being a tad bummed we had all hauled ass over there for no reason, we went to Denny's at 12 in the morning to eat breakfast and talk about movies we'd already seen.

A lot of drunks go to Denny's at two in the morning, I've learned.

And aside from the coffee-refills not being able to keep up with my drinking rate, I enjoyed it. I think I preferred it that we all sat down and had conversation, versus sitting in a two-hour long movie in silence before leaving for home.

That was a first time seeing them all outside of work. Rudy does nothing but talk crap about everyone and everything; Briana was 'kewlios' but kept teasing me with sexual comments that made me face-palm quite badly; and (Go, Go) Diego ...Well he's a twenty-something year old man who likes Tuxedo Mask. I suppose that's enough said.

Lastly: Thank you, Andrew, for finding the poem.
"I'm sure that I will always be
A lonely number like root three

The three is all that's good and right,
Why must my three keep out of sight
Beneath the vicious square root sign,
I wish instead I were a nine

For nine could thwart this evil trick,
with just some quick arithmetic

I know I'll never see the sun, as 1.7321
Such is my reality, a sad irrationality

When hark! What is this I see,
Another square root of a three

As quietly co-waltzing by,
Together now we multiply
To form a number we prefer,
Rejoicing as an integer

We break free from our mortal bonds
With the wave of magic wands

Our square root signs become unglued
Your love for me has been renewed"

[/win]


Mood: Guilty (about being so absent)
Listening to: Bob Dylan // Metric
Playing: We ♥ Katamari
Drinking: Dasani ..?
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