Some interesting things to think about.

Geredeganger? In this digital age, what if the information about you took on a life of its own?

Disoriented by sound. An odd thought that we mighty humans might be reduced by unexpected sounds not unlike lesser animals.

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You know? All things considered, I'm doing really nicely as far as finances go. I mean, I pay about 1/4 of my paycheck into rent every month, plus utilities and insurances. I feed myself, and not too badly if I say so myself (though, the nutritional value of my meals may be in question, but that's just because I don't know what I'm doing, and don't take the time to figure it out). I pay my credit bills aggressively, so that they're falling pretty swiftly and steadily. I live a lifestyle which admits to luxuries such eating out semi-regularly, entertainments like the movies and Friday Night Magic tournaments, and the ability to sate my impulse to buy books now and again. And even with all that, I've been able to bank a reasonably large savings, and haven't needed to dip into it for anything, yet.

So, yeah. Feeling alright about finances right now.

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This happened a little while ago (warning: Religious Nut on Video), and I heard about it then, but I got a link to it just now.

There's a sense, though, where this is that sort of thing I'm looking for as source for that story/novella/thing I keep meaning to write. Not religious nuts in particular, but the odd bits of spirituality, good and bad, that we find in our world today. I mean, for the most part, our world is pretty mundane, but there are motes of the strange lurking out there... I guess in a way I'm kind of interested in collecting them. Help is appreciated, if any of you happen to stumble upon anything spiritually, psychologically, biologically, sociologically, or philosopically strange out there on the internet.

In a related story, I'm still interested in trying to run a role-playing chronicle if I can get people interested in creating the same sort of story I'm looking to run. I tried once, and it kind of fell through from general disinterest and lack of enthusiasm. *meaningful cough* It would have to be through the internet somehow, though a messageboard or emailing list or shared journal or something, but... Anyways, just saying. In the mean time I'll just keep collecting my oddities.

(A further thought -- does anyone know where or how I could get a transcript of that video clip? There's a lot of cross-talk, but the more of it I could get in text, the more use I could make of it, I think. Thanks.)

It's because I like you that I can't stand you. It's a complicated emotion.

So, Trevor and Rose just called. Specifically, Rose just called. Earlier in the week (on my birthday, to be exact), Trevor called me while I was in class and left a voice message asking if I'd be in DC this weekend. As I'm still in school the answer was "no," but I didn't feel like making calls to anyone of my birthday (I tend to keep quietly to myself on that day, actually), and I forgot to get around to returning his call. So, Rose calls to see if I'm in the area 'cause they're going out to dinner, and I say I'm not, which is unfortunate. She says alright, they're going to head out, but Trevor says I should give him a call sometime.

So they hang up, but even before they do I know what they must be thinking -- I don't think it's ever been an accident when Rose calls me, and I actually think that Trevor thinks I don't like him much. (To clear the air up on this one, as some of you may have similar notions -- Trevor got under my skin a lot when we lived together, but mostly because of the way he treated Rose and his poor taste in giving me a hard time about Claire. He's not a bad guy, just unintentionally inconsiderate, and he's been getting better about that, slowly. So, there's the nutshell-version.) Add to that the way I seem to always be able to pick up when Rose calls and never able to when Trevor calls, and it doesn't take much to imagine he might think I'm specifically avoiding him.

So we get off the phone and I send Trevor a text to the effect of: "Just FYI, I'm not specifically avoiding your calls; just bad timing. Have fun at dinner." And he writes back something like, "LOL, did you read our minds? We were just talking about maybe you were. Thanks for the FYI."

-smirk- So, maybe I had more special knowledge in this case, but I like to imagine I know people, generally.