I started the day with a letting of blood.

I cut myself on a can of clam chowder, fairly deeply, on my left pinky at the second joint. It bled bright red, then turned the deep red of dying cells. Thank god for having first aid stuff right on hand.

There are things I haven't talked about, on here, and things I will not talk about on here. But needless to say, my feelings about the treatment of humans by other humans has been on high edge. Today, it ran high, to the point all I could think of was taking out the pain of one person on countless scores of innocent people. But really, they arent Innocent. No one is.

Everyone has been calous to a stranger, been rude to a sales person, complained when it wasn't due. I will never do that again - because I have seen what happens on the other end of that now. And it's time I do something about it.

I'm not a sociopath, but I'll make a great right hand Minion for one - I like the slaughter for a cause. And I'll be right there, katana in hand, to let my share of blood flow for the good of man kind.

Saw Alien today - the full screan beauty that it was meant to be, on an Imax no less.

Ash: You still don't know what you're dealing with do you? Perfect organism. Its structural perfection is matched only by its hostility.
Ripley: You admire it.
Ash: I admire its purity, its sense of survival; unclouded by conscience, remorse, or delusions of morality.

Really, what else is there that stops us?

The thin times are passed now. Now the world grows thick again, until spring, when the world is at its fullest. Life ebbs and flows like that, you know. But hey.

KMFDM tickets bought. Happy. Next satuday.

Btw, happy birthday, damnedsaint I hope the green lady is treating you well.

Happy Dia de los Muertos!!

Oddfellows and the odd skeleton.

Chased home by music last night. Visting Erik, and then driving home. Songs, reminding me of all the things I need to do in my life. And then, being reminded of the one thing that is waiting for me. Things will be alright. Seven months. Thats all I have to make it though.

No dreams last night. Klonopin, benydril, and already being tired - I was out cold by 2:00am. Woke at 10:20, just before my alarm went off, called Erik to make sure he was awake and alright, then busled off to school.

And here I am.

.... holy shit...



*hides under table*
These images from SOHO. Updating live.

What im showing you is the flare that Blinded SOHO.

Btw - for scale - in the C3 (Blue) image, that white dot that moves into view is Mercury. The planet Mercury.

Eating lunch. Tomato Basil soup is heaven.

Some of the most beautiful images I have ever seen can be found here, in the gallery of Images from Science, a photographic display of scientific images in various mediums. Some are deeply moving, while others are highly revealing. All of them are simply wonderful expressions of what science gives humanity.
There is so much beauty in the world, if only we open our eyes to it and see. Science has always revealed this beauty in a way that no other mechanism could - with the awe and wonder of a child looking at the stars, and the deep curiosity of that same child, always questioning the nature of existence, reality, and the world. I don't really understand how anyone, having seen these images, could ever have a bad view of science ever again.

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So yeah... um yeah.
Slept like a stone last night, went to sleep way early (read as, before 1 am), and didnt wake all the way up until 10:30. I say all the way up, as I woke up several times between 8 and 10, but didnt make it totally into a conscious state. Feeling pretty good today, better than yesterday, for sure. Already feeling more normal.

Today, I have a latin exam. I need to prep my note card for it (yay notecards!) and then do some study study. All of this, while at work, and other stuff. Other stuff I need to be doing, but that will have to wait.

I still have crud under my nails from yesterday's missadventures with automechanics. I think I'm going to go insane for trying to get them clean. Obsessive compulsive, who, me?

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I don't know why I was looking forward to today. Its been sureal.

After everything that happened this morning of which you have read, then I picked up my mother from the airport, and she went off to work. Then, I started to head to school. My car - was dead. Battery had eaten its self over the weekend, so I was left to try to jump start my car off of an MGBGT - a very small british car with the electrical strength of the static charge off a gerbil.
So yeah. That sucked.
First class, boring, tired, trying to stay awake, and figgure out why people who are put off by bones are in a forensics class. Then lunch. Was ok. But realized I'm feeling off.
Now, Plato, waiting, being good by being here. Dreading finance - I'm tired.

More about the Texas case. Babies were in the same bag, individually wrapped within it. Found in a crawl space between floors. No missing children reported. Was probably someone hiding something.

Signing up for classes currently. Waiting for Honors dept staff to get in, so I can get registered for my last two classes. Patiently waiting, as that I already have everything I need to graduate except for one corse, and there are more than enough sections if I don't get into the honors section. Kinda peived that I woln't be taking any physical anthro except for an Intro to Archeology class. Pondering trying to talk a prof into teaching a directed readings or something like that.
Waiting, waiting, watching the clock.
Today is going to be a long day, but its Ok. Looking forward to it, still. Awake, wonderfully awake, dispite a lack of sleep. Woke on my own at 8:45, well before I needed to be awake for corse reistration at 9:00. Now, nearly an hour later, I am sitting in bed, light on, feeling warm and happy with reality.
My last time registering for courses at GSU. It's over. It's finally over.

Update: Got the class I wanted. Happy. Have to wait till tomorrow to register for it, but other than that, All is well. Now, I can think about breakfast.

Drove home, in the wet, with the radio blasting trance, the sunroof of the car open, howling to a moon hidden by the low clouds which burned with light from the ground.

A wonderful weekend.

Now, I await tomorrow, with some strange eagerness.

Howl, brothers and sisters, for the Blood Moon is comming.

Awake Alert Alive, I feel rejuvinated. It was a good night, and I slept well. But, that's not what I'm blogging.

THIS is.

Infant Bodies Discovered in Texas Attic

I'm looking into this with that same ghoulish eagerness that I feel when looking at a new case file for the first time. Who will they be, what is the story.... I want to know just how those three little boddies ended up in that attic. "One baby was wrapped in a towel, one baby was in a blanket, and the baby we originally found was wrapped in a sheet inside a paper sack" - how, why, who, when? So many questions wait to be answered by those three parchment dry forms.

And so I wait. And read. And wonder.

A night of gained time...

We only get so much time to live. Yet sureally, tonight, we gain an hour which we lost earlier in the year, given back time which was taken from us before. Inadvertently, I planned tonight to be my weekend drunk, yet I could not have picked a better time for it.

Went and saw Kill Bill tonight. Was Good. Very good. Some physics problems, with the sword fights, but not nearly as many as I expected. A single hand swing, even from a draw, will not totally decapitate a man - especially if you are a tiny Chinese-American woman. Also, no matter how you do it, I don't know of a way to pull a sword out of someone's hand with a chain Without spikes. That's what the curved blade is for ... things slide off. Yakuza are not nearly that sloppy, either, but hey. I'll cut them slack for being young, but still... that was sloppy sword play.

I loved the music. I want the music.

So, I just opened a bottle of Piniot Noir. Bitter wonderful deep red wine, so smooth and deep. I splurged for a nearly 20$ bottle, and I love it. Sipping, quietly, dreaming of regained time.