Transition Lenses

those are glasses and a flashlight

Sequence 1

Something my friend suggested I do, so it starts here.

Unsuitable, 5

This thing is going to take forever at this rate. :I I will start hastening the plot. v.v

Ants

-10 to Manhood

Larping. Don't make fun of it.

rain, stop messing with my internet

"I'm so wet" -- the surrealist.

Unsuitable, 4

Something like that. v____v On another note, my computer randomly beeps. That can't be a good sign.

Philosophy

I'm taking Philosophy: Moral and Ethics of a Multicultural Society. I'm finding that in this class there are people who can not admit they are wrong and will back up their claims with the most irrelevant bullshit they can come up with.

Today were discussing the Flat Earth Society and their argument that the Earth is flat. There was this Asian guy who kept saying they had valid point and interrupted me while I was explaining why I thought they were wrong. I then decided to crush him and his cohort.

I was wearing a red hoodie and out to get revenge.

Wikipedia for Everything

"But Dad, there's the INTERNET!"

Winter Break 2011

I was fading in and out of reality and existence on the bus ride back from the 99 Ranch with all my groceries. I can't recall at any moment except that at which this thought came to mind what I was thinking.

So here we have it. Mendeleev's Chocolate: a bastardization of hazy, half-awake dreams on the bus.

Why I didn't post yesterday or, A look at a mental breakdown and trip back

Yesterday I decided to go jogging. It had been sometime since I had been on jog and I was feeling that I was slacking. It wasn't too late and it was still bright out when I headed to the park. As I stepped out I checked that I had my keys and my card holder, which had doubling as a wallet for months now. I get a lot greif about how it's not a real wallet. Well, fuck you.

I hate bulky wallets. They are unsightly and cumbersome. I fail to understand why anyone would want a wallet as big as a fist, jammed full of receipts from years ago and number from of people they can't remember. All you really need is some cash and they five most important cards you own. When I have my wallet in my pocket, I rather it not seem like I have a growth coming out of the side of thigh that might burst if you look at it the wrong way.

Anyway, jump ahead an hour and there I am reaching into my pocket to find that my wallet is gone.

At first I simply jogged back and looked around expecting to find it dust and unharmed. After 15 minutes I had not found it and started panicing. The park is very flat and it's basically track and there really isn't anywhere where it could be over looked considering I stayed on the track.

There were a lot of people around when I first started to look.  They all got a bit of show when the panic set in. It took about 5 mins for me to really grasp that I had lost my wallet. I think at first I had thought I lost it but really I hadn't. much like losing something when you have it in hand. After that I though I left it at home, but then remembered I had checked my pockets before I left.

There wasn't any money it, but I had all my IDs and my health insurance card. Then I had a series of panic attacks for like 10 minutes. Each was worse than the one before and they made me seem like a mentally unstable person who was experiencing psychotic episodes in quick succession.

The only reason I didn't end up a in fetal position was because I had some shred of dignity. Maybe.

Once the panic faded away, I started grieving over the loss of my wallet. For most people the grieving process is in steps. It's healthy to grieve. Most people grieve over lost or broken objects which hold importance. It wasn't odd that I was grieving over my wallet. Wallets are important. No, what was weird was that I skipped the five-step grieving process and just had a giant fit of rage in the middle of the park; a had full-blown tantrum at the top of my lungs.

At this point people started to avoid me and turn away from me when they got near. There was this one lady who turned on her heels and dashed away. A rampaging 6'4'' man in a quickly darkening park would scare most people.

I eventually gave up and headed home with a throbbing headache. I was upset with the situation and upset with myself for not noticing earlier that my wallet had gone missing. I started thinking of the places I needed to call and the fees I would pay for replacements. Every time I thought about how I could have prevented this happening, my head would hurt more as though the whole affair was a jackhammer cracking into my skull.

I was really not in a good mood and I usually ignore hobos since I have a bad track record when interacting with them. For some reason there was this hobo who came up to me and I didn't ignore.

I couldn't stop laughing. She was just the most ridiculous person ever. She had a pink barbie purse and cane with stickers all over it. She clearly didn't need it and was using it to make noise. She had in hand an empty can soda, which she assured me was not beer about 7 times without me asking once.

I walked away from her laughing, and it just made me really look at what had happened. I lost my wallet and all the things inside were replaceable. At most I would have to pay $15 in fees to replaces all my cards. I might as well get my Driver's License now that I have to pay for a new ID. It's not as though I had lost a limb or my HDD had crashed. 

I walked home with the realization that it was okay. I had lost my wallet. I was okay. I have bigger things to worry about than a wallet.

Unsuitable, 3

3rd installation of "Unsuitable"!
Unsuitable 1
Unsuitable 2

Winter Break

I've made the most of my time

DigiPokemon

Sometimes, this is how I feel where the Pokemon franchise is headed -- into an idea that's already been done. Sorry folks, but I think Digimon is better than Pokemon. Live with it :D

Chikorita

No one likes you.

In other perspectives

(though without the sepia tone)

"Unsuitable", 2

Part 2 of the "Unsuitable" series. 0:

Here is the first one.
Unsuitable 3.

Fearful Feverish Flu-Driven

I have flu. And my iPhone is closer than my laptop. AND my eyes.

I usually get fevers during my sleep when I get the flu so that my dreams are especially bizarre. I drew the last one I had.


Yes, that's a giraffe having tea with a floating piece of toast under the cover of a giant, glowing purple and gold mushroom in the middle of a squall of green. And they are underwater.

Mole Men

The humans will never know

Happy New Year

This doesn't really apply to me, but I know it probably happens to a lot of people. Keep on going you resolution-ers :P You'll get there eventually if you try hard enough, and I hope none of you partied too hard last night. Happy new year!