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
Thursday, December 11, 2014
I WROTE A TEN PAGE PAPER IN ONE CHRONOLOGICAL DAY. I say 'chronological' because I started it at like... 7 PM and finished at like 3 AM. Teeeeeechnically I did like... a fourth of my research yesterday, but I didn't write anything out. I actually grabbed a whole bunch of articles but ended up using hardly any of the ones I got yesterday and found like ten more today.
I'd like to thank caffeinated juice for keeping me awake and alert and not giving me panic attack symptoms this time.
(Though, if we're going to be fair, it's not really that unusual for me to be awake at this hour anyway)
And I'd like to vehemently not thank disgusting tea-based natural energy drinks. I got two caffeinated juices and a tea-based energy drink from Whole Foods and the latter was so disgusting. It was like sparkling Chinese medicine. Brought back flashbacks from when I had bronchitis for over a month and my dad wanted me to drink some awful tea that I could only bear to ingest by adding a huge amount of honey to each cup.
Maybe I can do my entire other ten page paper tomorrow. And by "tomorrow" I guess I actually mean "today" since it's almost 4 AM and all.
It'd be a holiday miracle!
(My papers aren't actually due until Friday and Saturday, but I'm going to visit my best friend this weekend and I'm leaving on Friday, so I have to do everything by Thursday T_T. It's killing me to get stuff done in time, but at least once this is done I'll be on break and free for a month)
My Happiness Day
Sunday, December 7, 2014
Next to the 30s, the 60s might be one of my favorite decades for music...
This is one of my happiness days
So very fleeting are these moments
And so, what my heart says, I will obey
This is one of my happiness days
I know that my feelings tomorrow won't be like today
But that comes tomorrow, and that's when I'll borrow today
Whenever my moments are sad, I will remember
My happiness day, my happiness day
Very relevant sentiments...
I'm starting to feel like maybe I don't like being someone who's just convenient to talk to. It's kind of annoying when I'm having a conversation with someone and then they just stop responding for hours and when they do say something (if ever), it's only because I've prompted them, or it's just about whatever they're doing, with no acknowledgement of the time gap. I guess it's like, why are you even talking to me if you don't care what I say? And it's not like I don't forget to respond myself... but I do try to apologize for it and give a reason usually... Unless the person has fallen asleep. So mostly it's annoying if the person intentionally leaves without saying something, I suppose. It's fine if people are busy or something but I really wish they'd just say that or say they're leaving or apologize for an hours-long delay in response instead of just ditching/ignoring me. Ugh. Sometimes I feel like I get taken for granted in that respect. I think the people who keep doing this to me really just don't realize they're doing it, but it's thoughtless. I know it's probably not that they really just don't think I'm worth the time to type out "hey, sorry, I was ___" or "I'm going to ___, be back later," but it still irritates me a bit regardless.
When this kind of things happens I don't feel motivated to put effort into talking. It's probably petty... being like "if you're not going to try then why should I?" -Sigh- I'm just tired of feeling like I don't matter on a day-to-day level to some people.
There are a few people who do this when I'm talking to them and I'm wondering if I should bring it up directly or just try to think through it and be more okay with it...
"We all know people in whose company we would prefer not to go shopping, not to visit a museum, not to look at a landscape, because we would like to keep these things undamaged. Just as we all know people in whose company it is pleasant to take a walk because the objects encountered come to no harm.
Summarizing: A word, a look or a gesture can brighten things or make them gloomy. The person with us is not an isolated individual, next to us, who throws words in our ear and who remains foreign to the objects around us. He is the person who is either with us or not with us and who makes the degree of togetherness or distance visible in objects, concretely and in reality."
A passage from one of my books on phenomenology...
I'd like to be the person who brightens things.
Experiences and stuff
Sunday, December 7, 2014
Hmm... Postsecret linked this article about money being able to buy happiness, if you spend it on experiences rather than stuff:
Using Money to Buy Happiness
I guess it makes sense. I think going out for food with people I like makes me much happier than getting new clothes or random things. Even comic books, which I collect, don't have much of a lasting impact on my happiness (although I wouldn't say they're not worth getting-- part of why I collect them is because I like to have something physical that shows my support for an author). It's a relatively small thing, but eating out with other people is one of my favorite things to do, I guess. It's not really about the food itself-- I don't care to go out to eat if I'm by myself, after all-- it's about sharing food with someone else and hanging out and having a nice time.
I won't lie though, I have a lot of stuff. Part of it is just the way I was raised, I guess. My whole house is cluttered with the junk my family has collected over the years. I also have a lot of sentiment attached to my possessions. They're like memory repositories... That particular characteristic of mine sometimes worries me, since it's related to hoarding... but I think I'm okay about getting rid of stuff.
When we were cleaning out our house to put new carpet in, my dad decided to get rid of a lot of his old science fiction anthologies. I grew up reading those and when he asked me if I wanted to keep any of them, I quickly grabbed a bunch of them. I was surprised that he didn't want them anymore. He said that he thought it would be better to get rid of them though, and that he wanted to donate them to the library of one of the local schools so that children could read them. After that I felt kind of guilty for wanting to keep them, as if I was depriving future generations of the stories in them. I put some of the books I had taken out back into the donation box, but I did end up keeping the ones that had stories I knew I might want to reference in the future. I often think about the sci fi short stories I read in my childhood and it absolutely kills me if I can't figure out what they were. Having the books around is sort of a security against that.
Okay, gotta work more on my assignments now. Only... twenty more pages to write... plus an unknown number for one final...
Thursday, December 4, 2014
Tuesday, December 2, 2014
There were a couple of the poetry messages that were kind of interesting, but now they look less poetic and just like lazy/poorly formatted messages. Oh well.
Fro didn't come to school today because of a family tragedy, but after school she, Vicky, Alex, and I went to Aqui to hang out and talk. I kind of wanted to give Fro some room to talk about stuff if she needed to, but Vicky sort of... talked most of the time... and I felt a bit... uncomfortable? I guess? Because Fro was telling a story and Vicky was on her phone looking up pictures of her ex on Facebook to show us. It just seemed a bit inappropriate I guess. Still, after we hung out, Fro thanked us for keeping her company, so maybe it didn't matter. I don't really know.
In my last class the prof talked about the importance of cultural/social capital and how social mobility can really be hampered by inadequate ability to learn and adhere to different class standards. It was an interesting talk, but nothing I hadn't really known before. In the reading we had for this week, there was a chapter about the difficulty that poor Puerto Rican men in New York in the late 1980s had trying to work in white collar environments. Their lack of understanding of the social hierarchy and middle class work expectations (subservience, conformity, etc.) prevented them from succeeding in office work and other service sector jobs. Because of their failure to secure legal work, they turned to drug peddling, as they were more familiar and comfortable with street culture and the expectations placed upon them in that context.
Class differences, for example, taste, can make a bigger impact than people realize. There was another story in the reading about a woman who was told to "dress sharp" for an interview and showed up wearing a skintight red jumpsuit. She thought she was dressing sharp, but her understanding of what that meant was very different than that of the person who gave her the advice, and she ended up being called tacky. In a different example, the same woman wore a similar outfit to court and the judge thought that she was intentionally dressing that way to offend the court. The woman, on the other hand, thought the judge was jealous of her for being younger and more attractive (the judge was female too).
Last night I dreamt I was trying to float on a small raft on a lake, but it kept dipping into the water on one side, and then it wasn't a raft, it was just an old board, and I got wet and gave up.
Tuesday, December 2, 2014
I'm getting poetry messages.
Stream of consciousness freeform poetry messages.
Monday, December 1, 2014
(Pretending it's still Saturday) [3P]
Sunday, November 30, 2014
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