Minutes of fun…

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Today I had a rough day. Something is bothering me but I’m not exactly sure what. On the surface it was fine. I enjoy stress, actually. It’s a guilty pleasure.

Then there’s the old one working at the mall. The new one…whoever the hell he is. A work environment that occasionally feels hostile, occasionally feels at home, I can’t commit to either. Some days I don’t know whether to laugh or cry but it’s a delicious feeling when you find the perfect balance between both, a bittersweet edge that feels as satisfying as watching a skateboarder screetch across a rail with a trail of flying sparks.

I was reunited with an old professional acquaintance today (but is it really professional when they’re touching you?) and he seemed sad. Sad to hear I was busy and sad that he wasn’t because business hadn’t been so great. I think we are humbled by people from our past who step back into our lives, because they are the only ones who can really evaluate us by comparing us to who we were.

I don’t know. I don’t know if I was different. I haven’t been back there in so long. Maybe something changed in me, or maybe I’ve always been this way and I’m now coming to terms with it. I just don’t want you coming any closer.

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Human beings have always been fascinated with the notion of a “message in a bottle.” These cryptic messages pose a mystery about an unknown place and person…an entire foreign world that the finder’s imagination tries to will into existence by materialising it on the same plane or frequency as his or her reality.

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I would love to some day be artistically involved in a project that allowed me to see different modern-day depictions of robots. I think that’s one reason I like sf brian’s drawings so much. I’ve got such a thing for robots. But I guess it’s an Asian thing, huh?

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Is it weird that I just had my face in my hands whispering, “Robots. Do you wanna be a robot?” And I suddenly realized my brother was right next to me, because he whispered back, “Yesss…”

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I always wanted a big brother.

People who yo-yo diet are the ones who have physiques where the body fat gathers unevenly in targeted areas. Typical A-types, and the B-types who love them.

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The Bucket of Truth

The Upright Citizens Brigade did a whole skit on it. Raw, unadulterated truth. Raw, unadulterated truth is purely devastating, in that it questions everything you’ve always thought was real…the tiny assumptions that meld together to form your entire, private subjective world.

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