30 seconds to mars... four hours to salt lake city.

my belle, don't forget for whom you toll.

you're like a rope around my neck. such a nuisance.

words are the conduit to the soul, the sole things that separates us from animals. Our animal urges expressed in abstraction. Abstract and intangible thoughts made real. reality created.

I watched up in the air. Best movie I have seen this year. Yes, the year is early... but still... go. see it at the next available showtime.

I went and saw the 30 seconds to mars concert last night. First suggestion, don't wear dress socks and chucks when the concert is on a goddamn glacier in the freezing mountains of park city.. Also, don't forget your glasses, coat, and gloves. Do, however, meet a random girl and accept the 4 hand warmers she gives you. In fact, stick two of them in your chucks, they are probably the only reason you won't get frostbite. Also, do accept a scarf and beanie from a very pretty girl with a very common name. Second. Don't listen to the band when they say everybody jump. Your feet are numb, so you literally can't... and let's not forget you're standing on a goddamn glacier. Cue, people falling on their asses left and right. Next, be sure not to have your friend drive home in one of the biggest blizzards you've ever seen. Next, Be sure not to literally get stuck half a mile from the summit of parley's canyon. I've heard being motionless in the middle of the freeway is not the safest practice one can engage in. Also... remember that by now you realize you should have eaten something earlier because your stomach wants to convince your leg to kick you in the face. Persevere though. Four hours later you will make it home. You will be exhausted, and you will then, naturally, go through another experience that deserves its' own blog entry and keeps you up til 6 am. The next day... be sure to wake up at 9 am so you can greet the world dull-eyed and with a sparse and smooth tail.

All that being said. 30 seconds to mars was kick ass. the night was epic, and worth all the absolute shit thrown our way.

I am going to study for me chinese test. or pretend to and watch house/attempt to go to sleep.

30 second, frostbitten kisses from mars.

-lane

Somebody told me I had good diction, I insisted it was fallacy.

Martha Choke-ly lost the damn election. How the hell do you lose a 30 point lead as a democrat running for ted kennedy's senate seat that he had occupied for 47 years. Simple answer. complacency. But I think there is another factor at play here. First of all, it's not a referendum on Barack Obama (for many reasons). that's just unsubstantiated propaganda. The issue comes down to the difference of the candidates. Scott Brown was willing to "bare" his soul. There was no part of him left "unexposed." he "stripped down" and related to people on the "hard" truth about how inadequate Coakley was. Once he "uncovered" that fact. I could go on for days... but alas, I'll stop. I'll simply leave you with the "naked truth" Massachusetts meet your new senator-erect (I mean senator-elect).... Mr. Scott Brown!

le uneventful

Well tonight was certainly an interesting night.. hmm. nearly surreal i suppose. pleasant, but completely unexpected. On a lighter note, happy birthday to my brother. The best brother and best friend anybody could ask for. I had to do homework tonight. yeah... can't say i missed that at all. Hung out with a bunch of people this evening. tiff, clint, jake, katiana, angela, meredith etc. etc. I think there was probably a dozen people. I don't even want to talk about the MA senatorial special election. perhaps another day, when cooler heads prevail. wo ming tian yao qu da xue.

it is past my bedtime. I am however playing poker so i suppose i'm being productive. I am on a road... it feels as if the road has been stabbed and inundated by forks. the future, the unknown I look forward to with fixated eyes, unbridled enthusiasm, and a complete respect for the power of now. Choices are good. unless you give way to "analysis paralysis. My destiny is in my hands. such control is beyond empowering. death before dishonor. carpe diem. my life is mine. and i am truly blessed.

live, don't just be alive.

cucumber kim chi = delicious. I rather enjoyed the last episode of House tonight. I went and saw whip it. It was good. not amazing... but good. my eyes have been opened. but unfortunately i think they're bloodshot. tis but a mere eyedrop in the proverbial bucket. study closely young pupils. the eyes are the window to the soul. The sole purpose of life is to find purpose. and I, and my eyes walk on the soles of my tattered and torn converse until i find it. I am searching for meaning, but starting to realize the meaning is in the search. embrace the moment. live in the ripples of the water, live in the currents of the wind, live in the warmth of the sun and the shine of the moonlight.

moonlit kisses to you all...

hard title to come up with. for nick, kate, and all my other clever readers.

i want to talk politics, but alas, i shall refrain. i thought this essay on sexual innuendo was pretty funny and intriguing, give it a hard look and really penetrate to the bottom so you come away completely satisfied ;)

Sexual Innuendo is a hard topic to stay on top of. As a humor tool, it stands erect in the English language. While there are no hard and fast rules as to what constitutes sexual innuendo, many people have mass-debated over the topic, and now the general principles at the root of the topic are firm and well-rounded. However, full penetration of the subject requires that the reader take a long, hard look at the target and be a cunning linguist in order to avoid limp phrases and imbibe the phrase with a large handful of meanings. The topic can become hot by attempting to grasp it, and the more one experiments with it, the more interested they become. Also, as the language changes innuendos must change in order to fill the newly created holes and satisfy listeners.
A common problem with sexual innuendo is the recipient being unable to wrap their hands around the intended meaning. In this case, an individual using sexual innuendo will often start slow and eventually build up, increasing depth more and more until the recipient feels the actual thrust of the point and the innuendo climaxes. An innuendo is always the most pleasing when no one sees it coming, often by entering the mind through the rear. Some skilled people are even able to use several sexual innuendos quickly in succession, resulting in multiple innuendo-esque climaxes. Key phrases can grasp the sentence by the ankles and part its long clauses allowing the orator to penetrate the essence of the sentence. In this regard, the key is to avoid stiff, rigid words, for ones that give the meaning of the sentence a firm rise in innuendic possibilities. Some regard sexual innuendo as an art form, and it goes without saying that one needs a certain level of oral skills in order for the fluidic exchange of innuendo to succeed. However, this is not enough to fill the requirements. One needs to pay special attention to the region of the sentence to which the innuendo will enter. For lasting effects, it is most important to enter deep within the recipient's consciousness and to ensure that all of the seeds of humor have flowed forth. This is not an easy task for most people, so it is only through rigorous repetition of the insertion of sexual innuendo that one can fully master the uplifting effects it can have on vocabulary.
On another side note, one must remember that when practicing innuendo to somebody who has heard it for the first time, one must be ready to slowly enter in the tight quarters of the reader's mind, lest risk getting their ideas unpleasantly stuck within the annals of the reader's mind.
Although sexual innuendo requires masterful manipulation of parts of speech (and sometimes the skillful use of body language), for most people it comes quickly.

well, that made me sleepy. i'm going to lay down on my firm pillow, swallow the days' troubles, and come tomorrow, I'll be feeling at the peak of the world.

kisses at the peak.-lane

subtlety is a conspicuous craft.

Perhaps a post full of innuendo, subtle suggestive phrasings, extended metaphors, leaps of logic and overall crytpic language. 28 lunar cycles later, with an adjective that precedes it, and a feeling that transcends it. second-handedly left with a local band song title plastered accross my face. Bowlby would be proud. I'm not just monkeying around. I could use a latte. maybe 5... but que sera sera. I can't account for the feeling, nascent, new, and nonetheless, nostalgic. i can't account for most things. Fit for a king, but best shared with a queen. the prettiest emeralds I've ever seen. it doesn't zygomaticus how major things make me melt. a clouded crystal ball, but what fun would it be if i could see it all. like a winter globe that has been shaken, but soon the snow will stop and I can see clearly. you have no need, and no reason not to fear me. but believe me, the things you see are me. two weeks a new. who knew? foot, meet other shoe. start again anew. left, right, left, right, nothing left to write seems so wrong. but alas, an unscripted ending to a currently playing song. Jimmy may have ate the world, but I'll devour it. I'll chase those fireflies until they cease to glow. I glow from your upturned lips more than you'll ever know. No, I am not literally speaking figuratively, but i figure it's literal enough. Enough with literary rambles and tangents. I'm a square, or i guess a triangle. or perhaps the opposite over the adjacent. What's my angle. I'm not sure I know, that's for certain. Certainty is never sure, or so I'm led to believe. I believe i've led this unicorn to water, but I can't make it drink. I believe you are so thoughtful, but that's just what I think. you wrap me in feelings i can't explain, i want to shrink into your heart, and beat through your arteries. So i can be a part of you, like you are a part of me. but apart from that all is well. well, until the well runs dry. but then we'll know the worth of the water. is it worth it? time will tell. I can't tell you how many times i've heard that. but time tells an incomplete picture of how complete you make me feel. Or perhaps i'm completely off base. I don't have much to base it on except the feelings i get around you. I feel this has gotten to be too much. perhaps much ado about nothing. but nothing matters like the present. and your presence is all that matters.

No clever title. Just be a better person. the end.

Thoughts, prayers, condolences, and absolute best wishes to those desperately in need of help in Haiti, or those around the world with friends or families in Haiti. I wish for expedience, efficiency, and effectiveness in the relief effort. If anything can be gained from this tragedy, hopefully it is a perspective on the precariousness of life, and the fortune with which most of us are privileged to live every day. Take nothing and nobody for granted. Remember what we share as humans, and not what separates us by imaginary borders, meaningless race distinctions, partitioning political factions, and the derision and divisiveness that all too often pervades and pollutes this planet.

A lot of sympathy has poured to the people of Haiti, both because of the scope of the tragedy, and the immediacy with which it must be addressed. It is my sincere wish that the amount of sacrifice, helpfulness, and conviction that people have shown to Haiti will spill over and foster an awareness of the grand scale of problems that face people from every corner of the globe. Live your life in a mindful manner, extend a hand to those in need. Get off your ass and make the world a better place. Don't be a selfish prick. Live with integrity. Not later. immediately. It doesn't matter how little or much you give, it doesn't matter whether it is time, money, expertise, or just compassion... Everybody can do something. No matter how small, how seemingly trivial your gesture, you can make a difference. Do it, and do it now.

i bet you don't take the better bet.

This is one of the reasons I am able to win money at poker. People are predictably irrational. and I exploit that. Behavioral economics has been of great interest to me lately. Here is some Nobel Prize-winning research from wiki that was interesting (and something i see everytime i play poker).

Daniel Kahneman and Amos Tversky were interested in the apparently strange way in which people make decisions in risky situations. One example is: would you bet £10 on the flip of a coin if you stood to win £20? So you've got a 50% chance of losing £10 and a 50% chance of winning £20. This seems like a good bet to take and yet studies show that people tend not to take it. Why?

Changes in wealth
Before Kahneman and Tversky (1979) published their ground-br eaking research, risky decisions were usually analysed by thinking about the total wealth involved. When you look at this bet in the context of the total wealth it makes sense to gamble. It's obvious you've got more to gain than you have to lose. So, why do people tend not to?

"It is actually the changes in wealth on which people base their decision-making calculations."What Kahneman and Tversky suggested was that, in fact people think about small gambles like this in terms of losses, gains and neutral outcomes. It is actually the changes in wealth on which people base their decision-making calculations. But that doesn't completely explain why people don't take the bet. There's a further piece to the puzzle.

It turns out that at low levels of risk, such as this coin flip situation, people are more averse to the loss of £10 than they are attracted by the chance of winning the £20. Studies have shown that people actually need the chance of winning £30 before they'll consider risking their own £10.

Just as people show illogical risk aversion in some circumstances, they also show risk seeking behaviour in other circumstances.

Imagine you have to choose between these two options. The first is that you have an 85% chance of losing £1,000 along with a 15% chance of losing nothing. The second is a 100% chance of losing £800. Not much of a choice, right!? You're between a rock and hard place. Still, sometimes we have to cut our losses.

"When the potential for loss is there, suddenly people prefer to take a risk."According to the maths you should choose the sure loss of £800, but most people don't. Most people choose to gamble. So when the potential for loss is there, suddenly people prefer to take a risk. They've become risk seekers. Yet, when there's the potential for gains, people are often risk averse.

Framing bias
This way of thinking about how people behave in risky situations, which Kahneman and Tversky called Prospect Theory, has a second major insight that follows on from the risk aversion and risk seeking described above.

What they realised was that people behaved in different ways depending on how the risky situation was presented. Remember that if a risk is presented in terms of losses, people will be more risk seeking, and if it's expressed in terms of gains, people will be more risk averse.

Their classic example involves this fictional situation:

"Imagine your country is preparing for the outbreak of a disease expected to kill 600 people. If program A is adopted, exactly 200 people will be saved. If program B is adopted there is a 1/3 probability that 600 people will be saved and a 2/3 probability that no people will be saved."

Here, the risk is presented in terms of gains so people tend to choose option A (72%), which is, in fact, worse. Here's the same problem but this time presented in terms of losses:

"Imagine your country is preparing for the outbreak of a disease expected to kill 600 people. If program A is adopted, exactly 400 people will die. If program B is adopted there is a 1/3 probability that no one will die and a 2/3 probability that 600 people will die."

Now most people (78%) choose B because the problem is presented in terms of losses. People suddenly prefer to take a risk. In fact, if you look at both the situations you'll see that, mathematically, they're identical and yet people's decision is heavily influenced by the way the problem is framed. This effect has been termed preference reversal.

Now back to the real world
After considering these sorts of problems for a few minutes, it's easy to wonder what all of this abstract reasoning has to do with the real world. Quite a lot argue Kahneman and Tversky. The Nobel Prize committee agreed.

"Everyday life involves endless 'gambles'."Everyday life involves endless 'gambles' and betting examples are just one of the easiest ways to understand how humans make decisions in risky situations. Certainly Kahneman and Tversky's work has plenty to say about some of the apparently strange decisions people make in everyday life.

So, next time you're agonising over a decision in terms of losses, try this simple trick. Re-imagine the whole decision in terms of gains. I can't promise it will help you make your decision, but at least you'll better understand Kahneman and Tversky's insightful research. Humans are not as rational as we would like to think.

spicy

from end of summer/fall.

I took salsa lessons today. I have two left feet. and three legs, that makes it hard to dance. My partner is lovely though. yay. go me.
I have been more social lately. yay!
For some reason I shake like an epileptic at a rave though. that's no bueno.
I listened to a podcast on ketamine as a possible intervention for treatment resistant depression. fascinating.
I have the new brand new album and the new used album. that makes me happy. p.s. if you analyze those sentences they sound super funny. "new brand new" "new used" ha. that's silly.
speaking of silly. 56 people signed the declaration of independence. i may have made that up. Jalapeno soup is lovely. I love the movie adventureland. Everybody should see it. I used to really like mike tyson when I was a little kid. Too bad he turned into a rapist/crazy/ear biter. only boxer I ever liked to watch. Prince has to have surgery. He has a bump. pretty routine, but surgery nonetheless. Nevada has the most individual mountain peaks in the united states. Phoenix is the most populated capital city in the united states. i talked to Marcela tonight. I haven't seen/talked to her in forever. I rarely take good photographs. I think I'm the most unphotogenic person alive. I have two cuts on my finger. they look like vampire bites. I saw the show "bite" at the stratosphere once. not worth the money, but it was enertaining. I also saw blue man group (a couple of times). eye contact is weird. I'm trying to get better at holding it. I can't believe how many people cross their arms or play with their hair in large groups. I have to try my hardest not to do it. Labor day weekend is this week (I think at least?) I believe my friend from baltimore is coming in. that's lovely. People that play bass for a living just play with four pieces of string all day. That sounds like a kick ass job. donkeys eyes are positioned so that they can see all four of their legs at the same time. I saw bears playing hockey. Google it, it was awesome. My english accent is pretty good now adays. I think my american one is shit though. I'm sad the gallivan center concert series is over. Bull rides kick ass. despite them being unsuccessful. today i ate bean fold overs for breakfast. pretty good. pumpkin chocolate chip cookie too. (and lots and lots of coffee). Halloween is coming up soon. I carved a pumpkin once. it looked retarded. Can you say retarded... or is that an offensive word? I'm not sure. it looked like a pumpkin with a severe pervasive developmental disorder. perhaps that's better. The DSM V comes out in 2010. that makes me excited. my computer (laptop had 2 gb free out of 160. eek. i fixed it. it runs better now. september 26th, I want to walk in the NAMI walk. (I think it was called nami. somebody should walk with me. national academy of mental illness or something. go charity.

beauty is a lie to old sweetly. flesh is heretic. scrabble is angellic. My mother and I are going on a vacation in a month. we're kick ass. just a baby one. but we're kick ass. panic attacks are strange. I listened to a lot of information about them yesterday. girl at my house had a panic attack. guy with an unbuttoned button up shirt wanted to beat me up. it was silly. I was in a onesie and a mexico beanie. sesame (fake) chicken is good too. coffee takes like ass... but it sure picks me up. gee whiz. went to fetish night at area 51 for clint's birthday. Odd group of people. Naked people being carried around by collars. pleather, whips, etc. my kind of party. ha ;)

his real birthday is tomorrow... i hope i don't damn forget. whit, if you read this and remember, remind me. Gaz is brittish, hell of a kid. Sincere and true friend. He's a car detailer. If you ever need your car detailed by a man that worked for bently/landover, he's one of the best in the state, and reasonably priced. if you want your car detailed, let me know, and I'll see what I can swing. Sorry to plug that there... not usually my style. speaking of plugs. I need to fix the one in the bathroom. screw it, double entendre.

I hope fall happens soon. I want to wear my sweaters and shit. I love king size beds.. and penguins. not sure if I'm a fan of them both together... but i'd certainly give it a try. I think it night night time. besos.

it feels like I'm trying to catch smoke.

the new brand new album has grown on me quite a bit recently. Lyrically, I think it's much better than I anticipated. Maybe i just over-analyzed them, but they seem very deep and more complex than upon a cursory glance. I especially like "at the bottom" and "gasoline" at the moment. Noro is good too. and Vices is absolutely terrific. listen to them if you like brand new... or if you don't...

what an uneventful blog. damnit. c'est la vie I suppose.

kiss kiss.

consciousness in ex-stream fashion.

consciousness in ex-stream fashion.

I actually love love actually. I think that it is an amazing and fantastic show. one of my top five for sure. I love hugh grant too. Prostitutes are an odd phenomenon. as george carlin said... selling is legal, fucking is legal... so why the hell isn't selling fucking legal. I loved George Carlin, I went and saw him at abravanel hall once upon a time with my brother. My brother gets to do practicum stuff where he helps in therapy with people with a wide range of disorders. I'm jealous. I listened to an interesting podcast about dialectical behavior therapy. It's used to treat borderline personality disorder. I wonder how michelle is doing. I can't say whether i hope that it's good or bad. I'm not sure. Certain dry deodorant is the best... well, I guess technically it's an anti-persperant. Ants and the study of pheromones has always intrigued me. People that were giving oxytocin prior to being offered a business venture were 80% more likely to take the deal. I need a massage. my text messaging is all messed up. my phone is stupid and glitchy. damn dash. My glove box is broken. Vince broke it when we went to the gym. sad. I'm excited for winter, I get to wear gloves. yay! winter/fall i suppose. When all else fails by the ataris is such a good song. love it. My basset hound is so cute. he's getting old and has big ears. Barack obama kicks ass. I love wearing black shirts, they are so slimming. Johnny cash is fantastic. There are so many words for money in the english language. it reflects our values. There's a pointless message written on my mirror telling me to pay my hoa. I keep neglecting it. I'm hot like a left sink handle. When I was nine, my best friend was jason meyer. I won a poker tournament the other day. I had a pinball machine when i was little. It was kick ass. Once I had the chance between seeing the shows sigmund and freud and blue man group. If i would have known he was going to get mauled, i would have chosen the former. I need new chucks. Mine have holes and they are dirty. charles barkley was my favorite basketball player. He's got a gambling problem. The comedian Mitch Fatel cracks me up. Blueberry muffins are my favorite. I wish to shake it like a polaroid picture. the obadiah parker cover though. I love my blanket. it's so versatile. from summer to fall. I key a lot faster when I take a beta blocker. I <3 tiger army. billy goats are cute, sheep are baaaad. I wonder where monica lewinski is now. Canada is the biggest country on the continent of north america. My fifth grade teacher was Ms. Springer. I think, I may have made that up. The kkk tood my baby away. I haven't hung out with whitney in a long time. Cogito, ergo sum. i hate shopping carts with one bad wheel. stupid. I hate caves, I could never be a spelunker. phobias are silly. formicophilia is my favorite. the top 8 in myspace was stupid. talk about drama just waiting to happen. I always wanted a butler. maybe I still do. still waters run deep. i can't swim. Float on by modest mouse... i hated that song at first, but it subsequently grew on me. knockout mice are crazy. that definitely deserved the nobel prize. I watched tyson. pretty good. ala means wing in spanish. I love hispanic women. Only you can prevent forest fires. I need new make up. whoever decided to bottle and sell water was a genius. I wanted to go to a garage sale this year, I didn't. I won the spelling bee in sixth grade. My dad's original name was bethers. words with silent g's are weird. Kevin Smith is a smart man, I enjoy his films. I miss prince, it seems as if i haven't seen him in some time. :( i need to contact some people i haven't hung out with in a long time that I miss. namely brittany thatcher, janessa, and vince. I never was a fan of those jones sodas. overrated. ambien kicked in now I'm sedated. I'm elated, despite my bedtime being belated. insomnia is overrated. please disregard the shitty blog i've created :)

lucidity, I welcome you with open arms. I think we shall have a fun time tonight. i go to sleep now. grace me with your tender and comforting embrace.

xoxo

rivers of conciousness. new them with an e.

cowabunga dude. last night was a bad night. at least I assume. ass. you. me. Seinfeld is good. again... the kkk took my baby away. a lot of baseball teams are named after birds. orioles, cardinals, red sox (okay the last one was named after a red sock... but still, you get the gist). I folded all my sweaters. go me. In second grade, i won a trapper keeper for being kick ass. origami means paper fold. or something like that. flamingos are pink because they are gay. okay I made that up. speaking of made up... burger king mocha joe's are fantastic! evander (spelling?) holyfield is missing part of his ear. It's a starry night. or should i stay starie night. chanda, where art though? if it ain't baroque, don't fix it. thanks savannah for changing my tire 5 years ago. actually not my tire, but nonetheless. that's three words smushed together. I used to play video games all the time. I used to golf all the time. Time, that ever insistent riple that pervades my every action. get up kids are coming in a few days. I would love to see them. won't. what a weird contraction. again... i reiterate.. only you can prevent forest fires. and half-ass elipses. my dash is shit. missing shit, but shit. Harps make you feel better about dying. beat it, asshole. I need new eans. 9 times out of ten, the answer is 80 percent. cal ripken. famous for stability. quarks, quirks. off-handed smirks. blue. the eiffel tower 65 years old. okay... not really. Michelle. my belle, I hope you're doing swell. swell meaning miserable. love you sarah.first girl i dated was kara. she went on to be miss utah or something. christmas is coming soon. Premature is an underused word. people say i look like hugh jackman. aladdin was a good show. (spelling)? apparently i lied about the spelling bee. rest homes smell funny. scrabble should be called "game that kicks ass" as I've mentioned before. donkeys can see all four of their legs at the same time. what was her name, ashley, i don't remember. but eye say cock a doodle doo to you. i mean cock eye say... okay. i'm just mean. chile verde. one of the things i miss. what the fuck was the other place. immigration canyon. banyon. i won an essay contest. I lick ass. k and l are so close to each other. like peas ina pod. 3rd grade kicked ass. monsoons are devastating. i like words that can be verbs or nouns. jesus christ that's a pretty face. Mandy Moore is super pretty. an increase in demand leads to increased air supply record sales. sell sale sail. bride, pride, step aside. out of stride. gum, I've succumb. mute. like a remote control (the tv show of course). mr ed. you're probably dead. that being said, I am a white in shining armor. I mean night...i mean knight. cu-knight. what a weird word. things get twisted. red, blue, i think green and yellow? love cows. want a mini cow as a pet. nearlly saud bet. bet you ddn't... hugh grant. two weeks. love the fog. the image of a handicapped person having sex with a door knob makes me smile. Gigolo was one of the words in the word scramble today. egg. chicken. kentucky. i blew on grass. seed what it would do. what, that maid know cents. 50 % or statistics including the word 50 percent are right. percocet, never taking it. I used to be good at tennis. hitler had a funny mustache. moustache. you're welcome. hirajuku girls (spelling) i have no doubt your kingdom is tragic, despite the not making cents. homonys ur soup er something like that. biggest city I've ever been to is new york. I want a sombrero, and pizza. I want hawaiian pineapple. pine plus apple equals pine apple.. why don't they just call it bluespruce red delicious. i think it has a better ring to it. dian hua. talk, electricallly like a side. Robert, other one was from alpine. he slid out of my life. rhymes with blessica henson, i should have rhymed with carried you. Jimmy ate the world. you spin me right round. write emersojn. do you think bobbing for cherries or using a neti pot is like watrboarding. not the fun kind on the ocean, but the fun feeling you get while surfing. spiders have eight legs. I have two. for now. balleronas can like stand up on their toes. i wonder if it is a mastodon is a extincrt member of the proboscidae famiy.I hate to be nosey. nosy? I thnk first is better. leona lewis. I bleed like a hemophiliac. kick back, a\paperntusack. trade of all jacks. lies. to me, take me apart and glew me. glee! 233 love me. gentle massage, and kfc chicken to you all.... kiss mes to you all is mes a words don't think i like to sew. 8th grade. i should have bagged it. the wheel of death. the skill of wycllef. love mack and cheese, old cars grow on me. not literally, stay in schoo, read. help homeless people. I go back to leona lewis. fur what it' worth. she is awesome like a blossom. kanaroos kick ass. sometimes literally.i wanted to say literarily. go big pun. I'm still not a player. i do however crush a lot. minor leauge baseball. broken necks. spine, swine, jeff. nothing else left, lay in pieces of full rest.

missspelled kises!

Dum spiro spero

amor vincit omnia, amantes sus amentes. I think I'm in love with sanity. venni vetti vecci. the fire rages on. Immodica ira creat insaniam. Non sum qualis eram. i am but my shell of a former self. Non est vivere sed valere vita est. Omnes una manet nox. Periculum in mora, Non sum qualis eram
this was horrible to me, it's all greek to me :p or latin, or whatever. i gunno go nighty nighthy ambi4n and sleep. kiss3s

move your eyes. okkkay?

I wrote this a while ago... I neglected to publish it.

I read a lot about EMDR today. Previously, I thought that it was only implicated in the treatment of post-traumatic stress disorder, but apparently, the inventor, as well as the psychological literature suggest otherwise. For those that don't know EMDR stands for eye movement desensitization and reprocessing. It is a very intriguing source of research to me. From preliminary research, I have heard that it is just as effective as cognitive behavioral therapy or exposure methods In treating PTSD. Not only that, but it seems to work a lot faster. It's potential applications for depression or anxiety in general greatly intrigue me... and I think I just may purchase a book about it and give it a perusing. Lately I am thinking about writing a psychology blog to chronicle all the fascinating and cutting edge treatments that I come across. Maybe to educate some people on various disorders etc. Somebody come up with a clever title for it. That's your job. I also want to write a political blog. however, in this current entry, I don't feel like writing too much more. I threw away like 20 pairs of levis today, organized every drawer in my house, folded all my sweaters and was productive as shit. That's awesome. I think that I will go to sleep now. I watched tyson too. I liked it. watch it. ate lunch with my brother. Tried a beta blocker to stop my shaking. worked very well. I'm excited to go to sleep (or try). I love the new used album. kill the faggots, kill the lesbians, goddamn kill them all. That speech is classic crazy. If none of you have heard it, google it, kill whitey speech or something like that. wow. just wow. crazy, crazy man... Khallid Muhammad or something like that.

"Don't feed me scraps from your bed. I won't be the cat that keeps coming back, just to be fed..."

7 cheers for folding all my sweaters. 8 cheers to proximity. 9 lives to cats.
meow, that's all for now.

racist kkkisses to you all.

and I have no idea why this got all formatted weird. shittay.

the old year you knew is gone. happy new year!

from like jan 3rd or something. from my old blog..

I'm sick. nyquill and I are just kind of hanging out... low key, watching burn notice (which i dig) and laying in me bed fit for the husband of a queen. I am going to start writing a lot of blogs. However, they are going to be scattered out over multiple accounts, covering a wide range of topics. I think that I will still have a personal random one (a different address than this probably)... <----(that place being here for the time being) but, in addition, I'm going to have subject focused blogs that are organized, coherent, intelligible etc. This non-sensical staccato style blog has it's place, but in addition i plan... operative word being plan, to write about a whole amalgam of topics. psychology/developments in psychology, music, film, politics, grammar, fashion, and a whole array of different topics. if you have a topic to which you would like me to devote time and energy, let me know... and I will probably do so. New developments with me... I have a couple of new roommates if you were unaware, i have a few girls that are interested in me or vice versa (or both). I'm quite a bit more social, a substantial amount more driven and ambitious, and have learned to live my life with integrity... to myself. I tend to wake up with a kick life's ass mentality daily, and it rarely wanes. I have started to play poker again, despise it as i may... i read a lot of books. my house is always clean, i'm the skinniest i have been since high school. i am much more organized (still far from perfect). I am taking steps to make my life exactly what i want it to be... and I am doing it alone. If you count on someobdy else to accompany you, i've found out you end up just doing a bunch of waiting. I have no faith in humanity, I think that people continually, constantly, and unequivocally fail to rise to my expectations. Despite my lack of faith or respect for most other people, I have more faith, respect, and a sense of promise in myself than ever before. My resolve, unparalleled. I have an unwaivering sense for self-betterment. Be the change you seek. Seek your truest desire, may your desires come from the purest recesses of your brain. be the you that you want to be. Life is a journey to self-discovery. Most take the wrong path and for a long time, a few take a few steps down the right path, but don't continue down it. I hope to haul ass down the right path like a cheetah chasing a gazelle. My new year's resolutions started weeks ago. and thus far, progressed wonderfully. May this new year greet everybody with the most important thing of all; progress. The betterment of others, your self, and the world. You create your reality, not other people. Make it a damn good one. and do it right god-damn now. no excuses. no delay.

new year's kisses to you all ;)

hell froze over so they added an "o"

this blog will no doubt be a mosaic of profound, random, silly, inane, logical, illogical musings... I invite you to choose whichever adjective you wish for whichever entry/ies you decide to read.