Check out how this illustrator’s drawings of cats evolved as he went crazy. By the end they became crazy psychedelic patterns. I’m ever more convinced that tripping and schizophrenia are exactly the same.

It’s the worlds first living computer. Scientists have constructed computer out of brain material. So far they’ve taught it how to fly airplanes. Sounds like the first step in making Cylons and completing the circle of time. But seriously though it’s amazing, and has crazy implications. If we’re making computers out of brain then I think true artificial intelligence is on the way. Plus this is organic material that interfaces with silicon, kind of like the Borg. Science just keeps becoming more and more like scifi.

There are billions of people on this world. Where the tell is everybody, and what the hell are they all doing? I can’t even imagine how 7 billion unique individuals manage to live unique and individual lives. I have enough problems filling my time on weekends that I am absolutely dumbfounded that there aren’t people running wild in the streets out of boredom. How does practically everyone hold it together? I think of myself as pretty stable, yet I am pretty close to running wild in the streets. Where are the people like me who are less stable, and why aren’t they running wild in the streets?
My roommate thinks that there lives are all probably boring, and that they just fill their time watching sports, eating, sleeping, showering, and working. I have a hard time imagining that this is true and that billions of people can hold it together just by doing mundane activities. I think that I must be out of touch with the rest of world, and that there’s a huge party somewhere that I’m invited to, but my invitation got lost in the mail.
I know that there are residential buildings around me, but I don’t see any of the people who live there. Could they all possibly just be sitting in their apartments bullshitting? What are they doing? Are they getting drunk? I want to observe people in action. I want to know with what ease people just sit around all day.
It is likely that anyone who reads this is one of those people who’s sitting in their cubicles. WHERE ARE YOU AND WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?

When is reason a better guide than the heart?
My heart is still with my someone I love, but my reason is telling me to separate myself from her. My heart wants all of her and my reason wants none of her. Nothing in between seems to work. A friendship only depresses me. Why should I limit my relationship with someone I love to a friendship?
Since we cannot be together, the other end of the spectrum is to cut myself off from her. It’s really too bad that it has to be all or nothing, but I think it is the only way to avoid feeling shitty. It becomes all the worse because what I want affects her which comes back to affect me, so it becomes really hard to be completely honest and open without coming off as harsh and insensitive.
The real dilemma is that I don’t want to cut myself off. I also don’t want to be with her. I also don’t want to be friends. Breaking up is hard to do!! I’m stuck it a Catch 22. So what else is new on this blog?
Anyway life is good. I’m on top in all other departments. I got 99 solutions but a bitch ain’t one.