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http://www.guardian.co.uk/science/2007/oct/06/genetics.climatechange?gusrc=rss&feed=networkfront
finally!

May. 29th, 2007 @ 01:10 pm

I want to be old

Sweet May. 11th, 2007 @ 02:34 am
"http://letsgrabadrink.com/"
Dating sight for drunks

Jan. 11th, 2007 @ 09:28 pm
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» oh, whatever, so I'm a hypocrit too.
--Empathy:
The recognition and understanding of the states of mind, beliefs, desires, and particularly, emotions of others.
It is often characterized as the ability to "put oneself into another's shoes", or experiencing the outlook or
emotions of another being within oneself; a sort of emotional resonance.

--Tact:
The careful consideration of the feelings and values of another so as to create harmonious relationships with a
reduced potential for conflict or offense.
Tact is considered to be a virtue.
An example of tact would be relating to someone a potentially embarrassing detail of their appearance or demeanor
without causing them distress.
Tact is a form of interpersonal diplomacy. Tact is the ability to induce change or communicate hurtful information
without offending through the use of consideration, compassion, kindness, and reason.
A tactful person can tell you something you don't want to hear and you will be thankful for the information when
they are finished.

think about it...

hmm...being non-offensive? Nah, too much work for me.

you are sooooo full of shit... even if you were half as much, you'de still be full of it (the shit that is).
Ofcoure like me and everyone else, but sorry, it's still just annoying when it happens to me.

Mother fucking Stockholm syndrom. How I hate you so.
Let me count the ways. To myself. Alone. Grrrrrr....
Too bad I wont care in 5 minutes...
» (No Subject)
Images from the GERMAN BEARD CHAMPIONSHIP. Check them out. These beards. I'm cereal.
» ---
"This strange day is almost over,
just started to get sick of it,
and its strange but not all that strange,
yeah its strange but whats so strange about that,
yeah its strange but what isn't strange,
yeah its strange but, oh well,
this strange plan is random at best,
this strange how much more can i take..."

I feel like a caged animal that is in a cage with an opened door, but just can't leave by it's own free (sic) will.
I feel I've lost all of my natural instincts? Oh well, maybe I'll remember tomorrow...
» (No Subject)
i'm so fucking bored.
» (No Subject)
5:28:42 am: The senses:
Aural: The steadily increasing din of early rush hour traffic outside my living room window.
Optical: A slightly cleaner version of my normal living room/ the pale light eminating from the screen currently presented infront of me.
Taste: Cigarettes, toothpaste.
Tactile: The somewhat smooth buttons of my laptop on the pads of my fingers. It is around 70 degrees farenheit
5:28:42 am: INTERUPT: Itemized list of current clothing:
1: black, short sleeved t-shirt, 1 pair: black, pinstriped slacks, 1 pair: blue flip-flops, 1 pair: white, verticaly striped underwear.
5:28:42 am: The senses (continued):
Olfactory: Cigarettes (present), pot, cigarettes (past).

5:36:34 am: The senses:
(See above)

5:43:52 am: The senses:
(See above)
5:43:52 am: INTERUPT: Misc. comment:
(a) The clothes are comfortable, but the skin is not.(/a)
(b) Erwin Schroding on the subject of Born's probability wave interpretation of quantum mechanics:
"I don't like it, and I'm sorry I had anything to do with it."(/b)
5:43:52 am: INTERUPT: Partial, alphabetical, itemized list of phobias:
(a)Algophobia(/a) /pain
(a)Apeirophobia(/a) /infinity
(c)Claustophobia(/c) /enclosure
(e)Ecclesiophobia(/e) /church
(e)Enosiophobia(/e) /chritisism
(g)Gerascophobia(/f) /inevitabillity
(h)Hedonophobia(/h) /pleasure
//--items [(i)-(y)] omitted--//
(z)Zeusophobia(/z) /gods

5:55:12 am: The senses:
(See above)

6:09:35 am: The senses:
(See above)
6:09:35 am: INTERUPT: Misc. comment:
Jesus Christ, put me to sleep...one way or another.

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