A few words
"When we describe the Moon as dead, we are describing the deadness in ourselves. When we find space so hideously void, we are describing our own unbearable emptiness."
~ D.H. Lawrence
"Is the meaning of life defined by its duration? Or does life have a purpose so large that it doesn't have to be prolonged at any cost to preserve its meaning?"
"Living is not good, but living well. The wise man, therefore, lives as well as he should, not as long as he can... He will always think of life in terms of quality not quantity... Dying early or late is of no relevance, dying well or ill is... even if it is true that while there is life there is hope, life is not to be bought at any cost."
"People will tell you nothing matters, the whole world's about to end soon anyway. Those people are looking at life the wrong way. I mean, things don't need to last forever to be perfect."
~ Daydream Nation
"All Bette's stories have happy endings. That's because she knows where to stop. She's realized the real problem with stories-- if you keep them going long enough, they always end in death."
~ The Sandman: Preludes & Nocturnes
"The road now stretched across open country, and it occurred to me - not by way of protest, not as a symbol, or anything like that, but merely as a novel experience - that since I had disregarded all laws of humanity, I might as well disregard the rules of traffic. So I crossed to the left side of the highway and checked the feeling, and the feeling was good. It was a pleasant diaphragmal melting, with elements of diffused tactility, all this enhanced by the thought that nothing could be nearer to the elimination of basic physical laws than deliberately driving on the wrong site of the road."
~ Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita
"It is easier to forgive an enemy than to forgive a friend."
~ William Blake
Think about it
Kill that boredom!
Binder Paper Comics
Web Comics and Such
A Distant Soil (Some nudity)
The Adventures of Gyno-Star (Some explicit stuff)
Blue Milk Special
Cigarro & Cerveja
Cyanide and Happiness
dead winter (has some explicit stuff)
Devilbear: The Grimoires of Bearalzebub (PG-13?)
Eat That Toast!
The Fancy Adventures of Jack Cannon
For Lack of a Better Comic
Girls with Slingshots (some explicit stuff...?)
The Intrepid Girlbot
The Last Halloween
Last Train to Old Town
The League of Evil Genius
Legend of Bill
Living With Insanity (some nudity)
Love Me Nice
Married to the Sea
The Moon Prince
Moth (Some nudity)
The Non-Adventures of Wonderella
Political Cartoonists Index
Poorly Drawn Lines
The Property of Hate
Robbie and Bobby
Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal
Scenes from a Multiverse
The Secret Knots
Stand Still. Stay Silent
Strong Female Protagonist
The Super Fogeys
Tales of Pylea
Three Word Phrase (some nudity)
Tiny Kitten Teeth
Toothpaste for Dinner
Trying Human (Some nudity)
Two Guys and Guy
Yellow Peril (PG-13)
Infrequently/No Longer Updating Web Comics
The Abominable Charles Christopher
The Adventures of Dr. McNinja
The Adventures of Ellie Connelly
Bag of Toast
Bear in Mind
The Book of Biff
Chain Bear (Some explicit stuff)
Daisy is Dead
Ectopiary (Some nudity)
Edmund Finney's Quest to Find the Meaning of Life
A Fine Example
Finn and Charlie are HITCHED
Hark! A Vagrant
Head Doctor Productions
Hello with Cheese
Kyle & Atticus
Lesbian Pirates from Outer Space
Letters to a Wild Boar
Lovecraft is Missing
Meat and Plastic
The Nerds of Paradise
No Reason Comics
One Swoop Fell
Pictures for Sad Children
A Redtail's Dream
Roy's Boys (PG 13?)
Run Freak Run
The Super Gay Adventures of Ross Boston
YU + ME
Pure Flash Awesomeness
Die Anstalt : Toy Psychiatry
Clients from Hell
Creatures in My Head
Damn You Auto Correct!
Jhonen Vasquez's site
Overheard in New York
Passive Aggressive Notes
Well, I didn't die
Sunday, May 25, 2014
Riding on a motorcycle was actually kind of fun, though still a bit scary. Every time we went over a bump or leaned to the side my mind immediately went "OH GOD WE'RE GONNA DIE WE'RE GONNA DIE WE'RE GONNA DIE."
His motorcycle had handles to the sides of my seat, so I was able to just hang onto those and didn't have to hold onto him. That was a relief. I didn't really want to grab onto some guy I've only met a couple times.
Here is the view from where I was sitting, sort of:
And a shot of our shadows:
It looks like my arm got amputated.
We were out for less than two hours, I think. It was cool though. He said that next time we'd probably ride with a group. So... I guess I'll see how that goes.
I think I forgot to mention that I met up with a new friend on Friday. It was pretty laid back, and we just talked and walked around. He's probably moving out of state soon, so if we hang out again that might be the last time. Doesn't really matter though. We pretty much just have a conversation-based friendship anyway.
Saturday, May 24, 2014
I guess I'm going to ride on a motorcycle tomorrow for the first time. Even though I think motorcycles look cool, I'm pretty scared...
I'm going with my new friend Will. That's the friend I saw Godzilla with. It was me, him, his girlfriend, and his cousin. We drove up to San Francisco to see the movie on a big IMAX screen there. I don't feel like the drive was worth it, though. The film didn't even fill up the screen (although the screen was pretty huge).
The movie was okay. There was one plothole that keeps bothering me, but other than that I didn't think it was too bad. It didn't seem like it was as much about the monster fighting as it was about human interest stuff.
Not really related-- one of my professors talked about how Freud has never actually been proven wrong. Someone in the class asked what that meant about the Oedipus complex, then. The prof said that most people haven't actually looked at the story, so they don't know what it's about. He told us that at its core, it's not about incest, but child abandonment, because Oedipus doesn't know that he's sleeping with his mother.
Uhhh also I've had this open in a tab in my browser for a few days:
Bird ice cream
Before I nap...
Thursday, May 22, 2014
Last night I surprise-visited my ex at his apartment because I was really worried he was going to do something bad. Luckily I don't think he was actually in immediate danger, but it was hard to tell. I got into the apartment building by following some people who were going in, then rang his doorbell and waited to the side so he couldn't see me through the peephole...
When he answered the door he let out a horrified gasp upon seeing me and tried to close the door on me. Wasn't going to have any of that, though. I stopped it with my foot and waited until he would talk to me.
We talked for awhile, and I made him promise to call a therapist today. He's supposed to text me after he does. If he doesn't, I'm going to text him to check in on him.
He really needs the help. As much as I don't want to force him into anything, I'm really worried about his safety and I don't know how else to go about this. Hopefully the talk we had will change things, start him in the right direction. I don't know though.
I was getting really sleepy in class today, but I have to see a movie tonight with a friend, so I'm going to take a nap now. Maybe Godzilla will be better than I'm expecting, who knows...
A little better
Wednesday, May 21, 2014
I don't feel as bad as I did last night. Maybe I was stressed out over the test we had today. It turned out to be much easier than I expected, which is possibly because I actually studied this time.
I missed the question that asked what the three personality disorders in Cluster A were though. :\ I think I only got one right.
For reference, if anybody cares for some reason (I'm not sure why they would?)...
Paranoid, Schizoid, Schizotypal
Borderline, Histrionic, Narcissistic, Antisocial
Avoidant, Dependent, Obsessive-Compulsive
I brought Becka some roses from my backyard today because she was feeling pretty upset yesterday. She seemed like she was okay today, which was good. When I was feeling sad about my breakup before she brought me flowers, so I figured I would return the gesture. I wanted to bake something for her as well, but she said yesterday that she was so tense she couldn't eat, so I thought that might not be the best idea. I hope she isn't sad for too long. She's such a sweet person and it's hard to see her feeling down.
In other news, this is really cute.
I'm not sick...
Tuesday, May 20, 2014
But I keep wanting to throw up for some reason.
Not to lose weight or anything... Just... I don't know. I don't even feel nauseous or anything. Frustrated, maybe. I don't know why throwing up seems appealing. Purging negative emotions isn't something I've ever done through a physical action, I think...
Well, except for when I was small and I would rub my skin off I guess. But I don't know what emotion that would be considered. The only word that makes sense to me is "unbearable" but that's not... really an emotion. It wasn't frustration, or just being upset. Wasn't just annoyance or irritation. It was the feeling of having to be close to something you hated more than anything else. Having to breathe the air in the vicinity of that something. Like suffocation, except instead of pressing inward it pressed outward, and I didn't know how to let it escape so I just rubbed off my skin. Creating openings in the hopes that it would get out. I would have cried and screamed but that wouldn't have released it, because the feeling was in its own special pocket that verbalization couldn't reach.
On Sunday I volunteered at Maker Faire. It was cool I guess. Frosan thought it was pretty awesome. I felt like it was kind of lacking in comparison to the past ones I've attended. The layout was different so they didn't have as many of the vendors I would have liked to see. Still, there was a lot to see, so it was a decent day I suppose.
Trader Joe's finally brought back their soy chorizo, much to my mom's delight. To er... celebrate, she asked me to make tacos tonight. I was worried that they might have changed the formula, but it tasted just like I remembered, so that was a relief.
I've been listening to this song for a few minutes:
The moon is shining in the sky
Reminding me of so many other nights
When my eyes have been so red
I've been mistaken for dead
But not tonight
Found this tonight... Even though I've liked Depeche Mode for a long time, I really haven't explored their musical catalogue much. The lyrics of this song don't currently resonate with me, but I've related to their sentiment in the past and I think I will in the future. Just don't know when. I like this song, though. It doesn't come off as all peppy and happy. More like... serious and grateful. Thoughtful and reflective? Sometimes you hit moments when you become very aware that you can feel and are feeling, and it's overwhelming, or nearly so. When you go so long without true feeling that you've nearly forgotten, the rush of it all coming back is just... like finding out someone you love isn't dead after all, I guess? It's a mixture of wonder and grief and relief and pain. I don't know how many other people get that feeling, but it gets to me sometimes.
I'm going to see Godzilla, apparently in IMAX, on Thursday... I don't really want to see it, but it's with a friend so I guess I might as well. Then Friday I'm meeting up with a new friend for the first time...
Social activity is good and all and I know I will probably enjoy it, but I feel so tired just thinking about it at the moment. Still, I know it's better to go out and do things with people than to isolate myself.
Monday, May 19, 2014
It's 12:36 AM, so I still feel like it's Sunday.
Today was so long. I want to go to bed but I have stupid homework. Ugh.
I just want to sleep for a week.
Bad sleep habits
Saturday, May 17, 2014
I managed to go to bed before midnight last night! And by "before midnight" I mean something like 11:30 PM. But it's a start.
Getting more than four hours of sleep at a time is good. I actually started my homework early, too. We have a test coming up in Abnormal Psych, so I suggested to some of my friends that we each outline part of the material we're covering for the test so that we have an easier time studying. I just finished my part. Feels good to not be finishing at like, 2 AM... But I still have to do a paper. It's not long, at least.
I have been taking small study breaks to play Decision: Medieval on Newgrounds. I started playing it on Thursday, but then all my progress got erased overnight... I'm afraid to turn off my computer now, in case it happens again. It's kind of annoying though, you use space and shift to stay in place and speed up respectively, but they keep getting stuck, so I end up not being able to run away from monsters and stuff. >:C
I'm worried about my ex but I also don't think there's anything I can do. :\
Thursday, May 15, 2014
In one of my classes today, the professor discussed stress. Where does stress come from? The environment? No. The same event can cause different reactions in different people. So the origin of stress is ourselves, more or less. How we perceive and react to the world around us. Stress originates in the mind.
And this stress can, at sensitive periods in our lives, trigger genes to turn on or off. These changes can persist through generations. The events that happen in your life now have the potential to affect your offspring and their offspring and so on and so forth. Something to think about...
I'm feeling very stressed out at the moment. Not trauma-level stress, but I'm on edge. [Are you reading this? You know why I'm stressed out if you are.]
Withdrawing doesn't fix problems. Putting things on hold doesn't make them go away. Sometimes it just makes things worse.
I stayed up too late talking to a friend and only got maybe three hours of sleep last night. I'm surprised I didn't pass out during class. Maybe my body just treated it like a nap. Need to sleep now... so much to do tomorrow and tonight too actually. Busy busy busy...
The stuffed alligator has been on my bed the past few days. I was keeping it in a box under my desk before, but after cleaning my room a bit I moved it to the bed. I don't know what to do with it... It holds a lot of meaning and having it gives me mixed feelings. Mostly a small sadness over what it represented, though...
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