Scared witless

i really, really need to be doing pertinent things related to a theoretical conference in almost a month, but i feel the need to get cracking on some blogging about happenings. hmm. i'm beginning to feel that the concept of sharing thoughts on the webs is waning, for me it's not as vague or seclusive as before; i don't even think i need to foster this technological, as i had often hoped to be "anonymous", identity.
The mystery of purpose.
Porpoise.


Ah, well. Enjoy getting candy and getting scared. I plan to at least be experiencing the latter well into the night.

time of the season

i'm sure i usually attempt something during this time of the month, specifically last week during this time of the month. and not because of something womanly, but because of something that happens yearly and to everyone. yeah. i had another birthday.
it was ..i guess, one level better than last year. level'd up.

i think usually make a big deal about it and all, but...if nothing happened, really, then i don' think there's much of a point to do so. i'm not even upset or anything. that's a skill that builds up over the years, birthday tolerance. learn to use it well.

it hasn't been a great day, though. there's been a surge of demoralization. my brain hurts.

a day in thug life

i'm disappointed september featured a single post. it's almost as bad as 2006, but pictures pretty much salvaged that. indeed, again, i've come to entice you all with recent pictures i've taken at school--no people, really, just what been piquing my interest..that isn't human.

ah, it was raining yesterday. i enjoyed it, especially whilst walking to school, but i realized the pitfalls of it when i sat in class, the front of my trousers were relatively drenched and throughout the day as my super soaked shoes & socks would not dry.


that's what it looked like, the view from my favorite place on campus to find respite.

here's something i found on the wall and enhanced a bit by paying tribute to that great monster in the sky.

i added the moniker so other people would be aware of the greatness presiding next to them.
here are some things from a classROOM! i've come to really enjoy this class, it's about proto-indo-european (i'm not sure about that whole hyphen deal..) and it's absolutely amazing seeing all these similarities between and hearing explanations behind languages. there are two things i don't much care for:
1. revisiting latin

2, these ridiculous chairs attached to the desks

if you look closely, there should be a hinge-y part visible halfway the back of the chair. every time anyone moves, that thing screeches like a banshee.
and this is my interpretation of my professor.

i know it looks a lot scary, but..he mostly looks like that. with a very dry voice and style of..humor? whenever he laughs it kinda sounds like he's choking, but his face has a maniacal mein, a little like the joker from good versions of batman. anyway, it's the mustache that makes the man.