since i have a beautifully working space bar now and it's 6:12 and i don't really have anything else to do. worked today. 8:10-2:40, 6 and a half hours of bread toasting, vegetable cutting, sandwich making assisting, and wiping down cutting sheaths.. it's not a bad time, but not altogether my favorite activity. i guess it's all about that paycheck at this point. i'd prefer gaining experience in some other field, but oh well. actually, i could be a cook. maybe a baker. i'd bake some delicious cakes and breads and shit, that'd be sweet. of course if they sold. oooh (yeah, selling ganj laced delicacies in CA or amsterdam, sure, it'd be fun) but actually i just now thought that i'd really like to cook up some sick ass candy or chocolate or something.. like, fuck hershey, they're corporate cockfest these days, i'ma start a small scale chocolate/candy shop and put the squeeze on them. haha that'd be tight wild (das racist).
work. is done, but tomorrow it starts again. is this what it's like to be an adult?? imagine doing it for 20-30 years, damn. i didn't really do anything with my unemployment time, didn't go anywhere, didn't do shit, 'cuz i couldn't, because everything costs money even moving costs money. pete got accepted to cal-tech and turned down mit, what a badass position to be in. i wonder if shane will go to mit if accepted.. hope he comes out this summer, that'd be coooool.
um. mike lafrance was home last night (well he's home for this next week or so) and we went to the bluebird for wings, what a good time. it's strange how we can kind of just revert back to 4 years ago or so and act like everything (basically) is the same. it's kind of neat. but what weight does one's friends have on one's choices/decisions (or should it) if X if anything i don't know if what? it's not that i don't like the people i hang out with now, it's just meeting new people is a far more exciting experiment in social ability. man i love talking to some people; some people i avoid; some i'd prefer to have never been born. sometimes i prefer to have been born longer ago, when we didn't know what we (the human race) know now.. would life have been more worthwhile? like hunting for one's meal, foraging, scavenging.. well how about not even that long ago, like 12th century, 15th century, what were they thinking about back then? how was X understood back then? religion was different i'm sure (RELIGION too broad, try monotheism; polytheism.. globalization didn't exist, for the better) but so was social norms, scientific knowledge base was much smaller, lesss far less chemical/synthetic human creations.. let's create a being that we are able to genetically evolve at a incredibly rapid pace. or just mess w/ its genetics a bunch, try and make a super beast. lion/bear/elephant combination or something. that's ridiculous. one day.
to be honest a nuclear holocaust wouldn't be that bad of a thing, globally speaking.
ok, quick thought experiment. we'll start small: particle level - i know very little, except that there's all these tiny bits of mass that operate independently but come together to create a larger thing (a molecule? maybe) with large amounts of space in between. next: molecular level - again small bits that somehow chemically combine and work together to create larger compounds, which then make solids/liquids/gases etc. finally we've got the small microscopic level, where things like mites and plankton and phytoplankton and ants live - are they completely oblivious to everything except their own propagation? i'd think so. and then there's us - humans are insanely complex machines that operate within the realm of the earth, yet our minds have been able to comprehend so much more.. ..tupac time. i might finish this later. it's probably a waste of time. two things below i'd like to spend time typing about. see youme later.
intellectual dexterity.
locution wizard.
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