greasy potato goodness: .posted by ben on Nov 8 at 23:53
listening to bad japanese pop: .posted by ben on Nov 8 at 18:01
can't sleep: .posted by ben on Nov 8 at 03:41
... stupid Frank Sinatra science fiction interspecies romantic lies are keeping me awake.
It's not only that he's more affable and better looking...: .posted by ben on Nov 7 at 23:19
I went to bed at 4.: .posted by ben on Nov 7 at 12:03
I feel immeasureably more productive when I get up before I have to. I got up at 7 and went to the car wash. It takes a certain brand of neurotic to wash a car a 7:30 in the morning when it's 25 degrees out. One short fat man with an amazing comb over was obsessively vacuuming his pristine car seats for 10 minutes.
I had a mocha on Prufrock's empty patio. They've hired a homeless guy with no teeth to sweep up the cigarette butts. They've thrown away the Hershey's syrup can that used to be full of butts and burning garbage.
Now it's time to duct tape my car cover...
like a: .posted by ben on Nov 7 at 11:49
Maybe I'd sell you a chicken...: .posted by ben on Nov 7 at 11:45
the unenviable inevitable: .posted by ben on Nov 6 at 15:36
When I lose it, I want to go nuts in the grandest way possible. I want to strut around towns making grand claims such as: "I invented agriculture" and "I can do three times as many pull up as you."
I wear my glasses at night.: .posted by ben on Nov 6 at 03:23
nobility of pomposity of the ignominy: .posted by ben on Nov 6 at 03:22
Things on my mind...
0 < a < b
God is fickle or nonexistent.
A LaTeX install should not be 500mb.
Not only will I die alone, but I will live alone until I die.
The Baron in the Trees is fiction.
The error function is not closed.
My breath smells better than yours.
This Bezier thing isn't entirely unlike Jim and his asteroids of 2d La Grange stupidity.
All the happy people in Boulder are asleep right now.
My feet smell better than yours, but my Birkenstocks smell very bad.
I ate all the microwaveable burritos, so if I want to eat I'm going to be forced to cook something.
There is no if.
The last time I cooked for someone was that disastrous dinner party thing arranged entirely for the benefit of a girl who didn't bother to show up. I picked good wine.
I haven't had any scotch in a few months.
Cars do not impress women.
Linen shirts don't impress anyone.
I haven't been to K's since Graham was here.
Pine Sol impresses girls less than cars.
No one cares about Hilbert's Program.
If Leibniz were right about creation, Prufrock's would be open right now.
Spengler is a waste of time because beauty and truth are subjective.
Post modernism allows people to be morally lax. Modernism allows people to be evil. Nothing came before modernism. Even Plato was a modernist.
My exegesis is better than your exegesis.
A calzone antica and lemonade on the Med's patio with company would be nice right now if it weren't the middle of the night.
I own more books than you will read during the remainder of your intellectually stunted life.
I know what beauty is. You're still confusing it with lust.
I know why the caged bird dies.
Photography is found art.
Noble deeds are definitively evil.
Proposition logic and natural language are not friends. NLP is arbitrary.
sleep is akin to safety: .posted by ben on Nov 5 at 16:01
So... I stayed up all night doing the mathness. And it almost works. I've reduced the optimization problem in 4 space to 1 space, but I need a new error metric to find a point.
I declare that morning has come.
andres del mar: .posted by ben on Nov 4 at 23:23
1.12 Gallons of Godliness: .posted by ben on Nov 4 at 00:25
My prose wraps around me like a warm blanket.: .posted by ben on Nov 3 at 13:30
Graham wanted midis... so, I give you all midis...
I wonder if the RIAA will take away my college fund... oh, wait... my mom spent it on a piano...
Captain Kirk battles Mortal Mind: .posted by ben on Nov 3 at 02:01
I was waiting for a cross-town train in the London Underground when it struck me that Iíve been waiting since birth to find a love that would look and sound like a movie so I changed my plans I rented a camera and a van and then I called you "I need you to pretend that we are in love again." And you agreed to.
I want so badly to believe that "there is truth, that love is real" and I want life in every word to the extent that itís absurd.
I greased the lens and framed the shot using a friend as my stand-in the script it called for rain but it was clear that day so we faked it.
The marker snapped and i yelled "quiet on the set" and then called "action!" and I kissed you in a style Clark Gable would have admired (I thought it classic).
I want so badly to believe that "there is truth, that love is real" and I want life in every world to the extent that itís absurd.
I know you're wise beyond your years, but do you ever get the fear that your perfect verse is just a lie you tell yourself to help you get by?
-The Postal Service, Clark Gable
cannibalism will not be tolerated: .posted by ben on Nov 3 at 00:51
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