Quiz Time

Q: X got married, Y has a baby, Z has an amazing job and earns C a year. U = ?

A: None of the Above.

My answer was originally "U = 0," but then I realized NotA could be both a putdown and a motivator. Man, I'm weird. It put be a putdown because I don't really have any of the traditional indicators of success. It's a motivator because you're you and who gives a crap about how you go through your life?  Still, it can get depressing...

I watched a lady play this awesome video game called Journey. Here's the first part. The game is all about isolation, dealing with the unknown, and finding one's way. If you're lucky, you might stumble upon someone else...

At the end of the playthrough, the credits roll, and on the bottom of the screen, a solitary character can be seen. The player, Lucahjin, mentions, "There's someone alone- hasn't found a companion yet. I hope they do."

By this point, I'm bawling up. Something about that statement struck such a deep chord with me, I felt it. Even though I don't have a PS3, I genuinely felt like that person wandering through the darkness.

Of course, the game is about the journey, not the destination. Along the way, I couldn't help but think about some of my own journeys with people, and how it feels like I somehow wound back up at square one. I recall my days of Intro to Proof and Number Theory and Math Modeling with one Brent Morgan. There was crazy MATLAB programming, insane homeworks, and at least one of us staying awake during the lectures. Without him, I don't think I could've gotten my Math degree. Now he's at Berkeley and I'm gonna be teaching at a junior high this year. How did we take such different paths?

I'll admit, I've been nostalging hard for high school times as of late. I miss lunch, playing card games, talking pointless stuff, and my friends. It was great when we were all on the same path, but now I just feel completely alone.

If only I could find someone else out here in this forest. Then we wouldn't be alone anymore.

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Wash. Rinse.

I should probably be doing something productive right now. But I wanna go to Vegas or something. I have such a strong urge to drop everything right now and go, "Fuck it."

I tried reading an article for my research on Monday. I got about 5 pages in, and was just completely bored out of my mind by it. How did I get here? What about all the lasers, or astronomy, or anything not biology-related that you wanted to do? You're a terrible hippie. I always used to spell it with a 'y' at the end.

Just. Completely lost.

I got my stipend money from the teaching thing, and that'll be enough to get me through as long as I don't do anything stupid. But I kinda wanna do something reckless, stupid, just to get it out of my system.

I miss the old Blogger editor. Damn, I'm becoming a Republican.

It's hard for me to even construct a simple sentence nowadays. It feels like I always need to be going somewhere. Making something resembling progress.

I should move out of my apartment next month, but I'm too lazy. Plus I need to clean up my place. Bad.

My life needs a cleanup.

For this year's NaNoWriMo, I want to write some kind of Western Mystery called, "Fifteen Miles From Wickenburg." No idea what mystery would be investigated, maybe a murder.

I did a pushup today, Just one.

I hate songs whose chorus is the only catchy thing, and every verse in between is just annoying filler.

So I've noticed that most of my so-called paragraphs start with 'I'. God, how egocentric am I?

I hate Nike's logo.