Lights in the Windshield

This may sound strange, coming from a Science-Fiction writer – But right now, you and me here, put together entirely of atoms, sitting on this round rock with a core of liquid iron, held down by this force that seems to trouble you, called gravity, all the while spinning around the sun at 67,000 miles an hour and whizzing through the milkyway at 600,000 miles an hour in a universe that very well may be chasing its own tail at the speed of light; And admist all this frantic activity, fully cognisant of our own eminent demise – which is our own pretty way of saying we all know we’re gonna die – We reach out to one another. Sometimes for the sake of vanity, sometimes for reasons you’re not old enough to understand yet, but a lot of the time we just reach out and expect nothing in return. Isn’t that strange? Isn’t that weird? Isn’t that weird enough?


Do I have an adventurous side? Would you describe me as someone who takes risks that end up paying off? I hate that I will end up working during the day and sleeping at night, with a boring car, without excitement, without people to care about.

So far, I’ve decided I want to pierce my eyebrow, remove the rev-limiter in my car, travel far away in a car stuffed with too many people, and drop some of that stuff (which I’ve conveniently forgotten the name). How does that sound? Dangerous? I cut someone off twice today and I’m pretty sure someone assured me of the kindest thing I’ve heard in a while today. I haven’t been this attached in a long time. I’m scaring myself-is that the point?

Work starts on Monday; I’m terrified. 

Bug Squashed

So in my late night insomnia, I’ve seen and squashed a bug here at blogland. It’s really a simple CSS change, but now there’s no ugly border around linked images, such as in Firefox or IE. Strangely, they never showed up in WebKit… I should get to doing something more productive, like sleeping.

Can’t sleep so I upgraded to PHP 5 and upgraded the forum- not that anyone uses it anyway, but for good measure.