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Baby, baby
You're just a baby
You're just a baby,
And you can't vote.

Baby, baby
You're just a baby
You do what I say,
You must obey!

I had so thirsted for revenge upon the sponge, but it looks like my last remaining option is "living well." It's just as well!

Today I planned to snatch and fling the glasses from its face, and while it was hunting around like a lowly toad I would say "I'm like you. I learned how right it feels to be so wrong!!"

The list I wrote the other night says this:

• Throwing glasses (forced hunt)
• Glass of water in face (cold and wet)
• Punching (symbolic pain)
• Living well (taking it easy)
• Biding time (wait for next opp.)

This experience has benefited me in many ways, one of which is learning how right it feels to be so wrong.

Just remembering some funny, crackpot things that were, apparently, said by me during my thesis proposal:


That my work would be tailored to the human eye

Something about "Going from 4-d, to 3-d, to 2-d" (which actually looks cool in writing)

Implying that all world mythologies share the same original source

There were so many moments where, as I spoke, I felt on the precipice of saying something that would make me smack my own forehead and start shouting "RETRACT! RETRACT!!"

Everyone is asking where's the toast. It's funny that I haven't gone to a RHPS screening, because my love for it is valuable, and private.

Lately everyone's saying things are so "awkward." Some people venture that I might perhaps be an amplifier of awkwardness; I agree this could be true. One thing I just thought of is that I am content with periods of silence. Also I kinda absorb people's ways, in order to adapt to their perspective, so it could be like an awkwardness feedback loop.

I am very snappy today. I mean, I was snapping my fingers earlier at IKEA when Billy Joel's song "In The Middle Of The Night" was on the public address system.

Here's my new best friend: