FallingMarc 0 #1 April 12, 2002 Background- I got about 5 hours of sleep last night. I also usually try to get some decent rest before doing this midnight-8 am shift, however, today my roommate's girlfriend came over. She is the loudest person I have ever met, which is wierd, because I swear she can't weigh more than 90 pounds, and she's about 5' 4". Well anyway, I can already tell that I am unprepared to sit here for another 4 and a half hours with nothing going on around me. Tonight should be fun.3:25- The big screen across the lobby is showing golf highlights from this week. I am struck by the realization that my golf score would be much lower if I just picked up the ball and put it in the hole. I wonder why nobody ever thought of this?3:30- Funny how, after wasting all sorts of time "waiting for the perfect moment," you can completely miss the entire opportunity. I will never understand how to deal with women. Maybe tomorrow will be better.3:36- I just heard perhaps one of the loudest belches ever recorded. I'm in the lobby, there's a computer lab behind me, followed by a small lobby outside the elevators, and I heard a belch clearly coming out of one of the elevators. Impressive, young Skywalker.3:38- I just realized I'm updating this thing at an alarming rate. Maybe it's all the caffiene I downed in order not to pass out.3:39- But if that's the case, I'm gonna crash in a half hour.3:40- Thinking about skydiving now3:40:06- Thinking about boobies now3:40:10- Thinking about skydiving again3:40:12- Thinking about skydiving and boobies at the same time4:00- Scratch that earlier comment about women, she might come visit.4:04- No, hold on, maybe not. And if she does, Paul will be with her. Dammit. Ok, they went to high school together, they're friends, and I know she's not interested in him, but I also know that he wants her. She's too damn nice...5:20- Throwing a football around the lobby with my boss. I can't sleep because I'm on the clock. He can't sleep because, well, because he's a psycho. Therefore... if I become psycho... and give up sleep... I can be the boss.I'll try it.BOY HOWDY do I need a skydive.And now I'm writingTime breeds boredom, and in turnDumb things are writtenPull out the guitarTry to write songs, but they tooare dumb. What the hell.Wow! I just realized that I'm writing haiku, but they're stupid. My deep thought for the night: Never try to be artistic when you're tired and loopy.For that matter, never try to be artistic. If the art doesn't come to be on its own, you can't force it. I've been readin Zen Guitar.I think this is suprisingly one of the more coherent Ruminations I've done. Maybe if I post it, then do an update in a half hour or so once the last bit of caffiene is dumped out of my bloodstream, things will make less sense, and you can all relax.Then again, maybe I'm just too out of it to tell what makes sense and what doesn't. Either way, posting time is drawing near! Prepare to post! AAH!Marcneedstoskydive Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
FallingMarc 0 #2 April 12, 2002 Careful with that hermaphrodite, dude. You don't want to get any chi on you. Aaaaaand... loo loo loo loo.I do believe I just crossed the point of no return. The bridge is crossed, so stand and watch it burn. Quick, what broadway musical?Speaking of musicals, what's the deal with "Cats"? Come on! It's a bunch of people in cat costumes jumping around, singing songs! And they're not even good songs! I mean, I like Andrew Lloyd Weber and all, but this is not his finest work. Now, a musical about dogs, I can see. You could even call it "Dogs". Or not, call it whatever the hell you want.Marc is tired and frustrated! Warning! Do not mix sexual frustration and low-altitude sickness with sleep deprivation! Especially not with finals coming up!I just tried for about 10 minutes to come up with a limerick. I failed.Have you ever stapled anything to any part of your body? I accidentally stapled two fingers together once. I was absentmindedly playing with a stapler, and had it open, then grabbed the front of it with my first two fingers over the part where the staple comes out and closed it hard enough to, well, staple myself. It was disturbing in that I found it way more fascinating than painful. My fingers were stapled together, and I thought it was cool. No. More than that. It WAS cool.I hope I never spawn a demon baby.M Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Scratch 0 #3 April 12, 2002 QuoteI hope I never spawn a demon baby.Chances are high. Look at what happend to your father.Every day above ground is a good day. Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
FallinWoman 1 #4 April 12, 2002 QuoteIn reply to:--------------------------------------------------------------------------------I hope I never spawn a demon baby.--------------------------------------------------------------------------------Chances are high. Look at what happend to your father.BWAAAHHHHAAAAHHHAAALMAO!!!Anne Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
FallingMarc 0 #5 April 12, 2002 All the talk about stapling things got(perfect) me thinking. So I took(perfect) a pencil, and put(perfect) it in the stapler, and stapled(perfect) it. And lo and behold(I love that phrase), it was stapled(perfect passive). I would attach(present active subjunctive) a picture, but I can't(present active indicative), so just take(imperative) my word for it. This stapled pencil is(present) the coolest thing I have done(1st person singular perfect active indicative) all week.Wow... I just realized, "defenestration" is "noitartsenefed" backwards! What were the odds of THAT?6:30- Sun is coming up, maintenance staff has arrived. Still an hour and a half before sleep takes over. I'm considering the possibilities of running out the front door screaming, but I think the only way to pull it off with any success would be to either keep running and screaming for a long time, say, until I reached Utah, or to immediately run into a sign or parked car or something, and injure myself. Neither way sounds that much fun, so I guess I'll just sit here.It's quiet in here. A little too quiet.Damn, I was hoping I would get attacked by Indians or something. A good brawl would wake me up. COFFEE! The cafeteria is open! They put out COFFEE! I'll be right back! HEE HEE HEE WOOHOOOO, HAHAHAHA!!!Ok, I'm back. The kitchen staff can piss off. They brought out the coffee pot but it's empty. Grr.7:10- She shows up! Paul follows, but decides to play pool across the room for a while... wow, thanks! And, life is good again...M Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
sunshine 2 #6 April 12, 2002 QuoteYou don't want to get any chi on you. After this weekend you might feel differently about having "che" on you.....Anyway, you should work that shift more often....i find your ruminations quite fascinating."Who gave Phreezone the remote again?!" ~ Goat Blower Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
FallingMarc 0 #7 April 12, 2002 I'm not a demon baby... it's well known that all demon babies have red eyes, and as you can see, I wear contacts.And we'll have to see what happens tomorrow, won't we... hehehe...M after a 3 hour nap Quote Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
