i got a billing reminder for track15.com today. which means: this blog is almost two years old! too bad i don't have much to show for it, since i lost 2200+ entries due to the lame disk crash by my hosting company.
remember the old post (the binary girl) i put up the other day? i wish i could write like that again. my theory is that being on antidepressants and antipsychotics and other types of neuro-medication kills my creativity. sigh.
i do think, however, that it would be cool if our saliva were more acidic. like, you could drop a deadly loogie on a flower or an ant, and watch it melt away in a fiery acidic death.
but, the downside of that is that making out would be a little, um, ugly. after prolonged periods of sucking face, you'd practically melt away the partner's lips and face. and i don't even want to think about the effects of giving head! OUCH! (i got blown once by a girl who had eaten spicy indian curry, and that experience would be tantamount to an acid blowjob, methinks.)
but yeah. acid drool would be a cool thing to behold.
once, in chem lab back at school, i found some stray ants on the countertop underneath the hood. so i got some 10 molar sulfuric acid, and dripped some of the substance onto the ants. they fucking melted! pretty gruesome, if you think about it. what a way to go. the weird thing was that soon after, the place was swarmed by ants, which no doubt smelled the rotting carcasses of their comrades and tried to come to their rescue, only to suffer the same demise.
i am in a basketball funk right now. i don't enjoy playing, and when i go, i'm just always tired and even ticcy. i play half-heartedly, which is bad news because i'm not getting much exercise. *sigh*
i think cigarettes kill my taste buds for a while. i'm munching on some mini-graham crackers, and they taste like cardboard.
sorry i haven't blogged much today (or lately). after bball, i took a little catnap because my xanax was knocking me out. and then, i had some code changes to do. mpls sucks! it's too complicated! payload offset this, TTL offset that... it's just all a big mess.
hold on. i need to take a dump.
ok, i'm back.
knowledge stresses me out. the fact that we're bombarded with all these facts from day to day means that i force myself to remember a lot of useless things. and that creates stress. for example, i still remember the ncaa men's basketball bracket (starting from the elite eight) of this year's tournament in march, and i remember each _american idol_ week (the theme and who got kicked off). is this important stuff? no!
anyways, i gotta get ready for the weekend. why? because i'm playing golf with the guys. i think the last time it happened (a september years ago), my tourette's got so bad that i basically had a nervous breakdown afterwards. and i just don't want that to happen to me again.
*yawn*
i'm being pretty good about saving money. my last credit card bill was under $600 for the month, and that pleases me. it still astounds me, though, that i spent that much and yet didn't buy any noteworthy item. just imagine if i had done some real shopping!
i made myself a promise the other day. i promised that when (if) i ever get out of this ticcy funk, i'll never take my mental health for granted. i'll be happy, i'll get out more, i'll try not to miss any social activities due to laziness, etc. because right now, things really do suck.