Whoops

This is why I drink regular pop.

Statistics In Action

Kittens have little to fear.

Unfortunate

The loss of the Cavendish would be a severe blow, as I do so love bananas.

I Need Ten Pounds of Modafinil

Okay, make it twenty.

There's got to be some catch... I just don't believe that there's a pill that just lets us decide we only need to sleep every other day and our body plays right along. Not that I wouldn't love something to pull me through the next few weeks of class, but I can barely afford college, let alone amphetamines.

Also, Picard > Kirk.

Boredom Overwhelms

Not much going on the last couple days. Been reading House of Leaves regularly, although it's absurdly slow reading due to the nature of the print.

Hmm, what has been going on? Interesting personal things, to be sure, but this is not the place.

• Slobodan Milosevic died in his prison cell awaiting the finishing of his trial. A slew of news resulted, most involving the strange nature of the drugs he did and did not take.



• Conditions in Iraq are going down the shitter.



• Menstrual blood is apparently a great source of stem cells.

Now, to resume reading / thrashing in anticipation of the Dream Theater concert Sunday.