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some nights you just can’t stop thinking
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031211
i’ve been thinking about the mongol rally again. an actual, serious consideration. amidst piles of work, paper after paper, i’m considering taking external auto repair classes next semester. (i wonder where you can do that in new york?) i can’t explain why i’m so drawn to the idea. i just want to do it.
it’s ridiculous how fast time passes here. two weeks to finals!
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280911
Writing is like taking a dump. Everyone does it at some point in their life, voluntarily or not. Some people do it more than others. Some people three times a day, others do it once a week. But it happens. Shit happens.
Quality over quantity. You want to produce thick, rich stuff. Not a steady stream of sometimes slippery words; off-color, no form, messy. That’s diarrhea. Output may be voluminous or it may be pitiful but, as long as you’re gonna produce something, might as well make it worthwhile.
You only give out what you put in, right? You have to take in a lot to put out a lot. Some people consume thick, fibrous texts. Others read tweets. You can see the difference, and sometimes smell it. On the other hand, taking much in definitely induces the need to dump a similar amount. There are definitely people full of it.
There’s a time and place for everything, but not everyone knows this. When you take a dump, you have to aim. Anywhere else is unacceptable. You don’t shit all over someone’s place, or someone’s things, or even just someone. What you get from not controlling where you make your dump is a veritable shitstorm; a flurry of faeces, if you will. That’s when shit hits the fan.
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040811
it’s been so rainy recently.
someone was talking about the Mongol Rally the other day, which is this incredible driving tour of sorts. from london to ulaanbaatar. he mentioned how his present schoolmates were taking part, and that we should do it too one day. i went home to check it out, and frankly it sounds amazing. ridiculously so.
given the scale of the journey it’d be a proper adventure - as long as we remain sane drivers. it ranks up there alongside seeing north korea (it’d be kim il sung’s 100th birthday next year!) and biking up to hanoi. 10,000 miles in 4 weeks means that it’d have to be attempted over summer, though, and college summer at that. no way we’d get that kind of time while working, which means that we’d have to do this within the next 2 years. it’s really quite exciting when you consider the immediacy.
so, friends: if i happen to drop off the face of the earth sometime july 2013, i’m probably in mongolia. or on my way to it.
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220710
i’ve realised that i have, as of today, 30 days left in singapore.
the first thought that comes to mind is, of course, better make the most of what’s left. but how? i’ve been going out with friends at every opportunity, which has been at the very least socially satisfying. it’s interesting how after all these schooling years, of drifting in and out of various circles, a few quick smses and we’re back to before. nearly. far from any of the oft-quoted comforts of home, my friends will be the one thing that i will miss most when i leave. but as always i find the strain on my already meagre resources to be troubling.
then there is also is there any significance to my protracted absence from home? there’s been a strong impulse to tie up loose ends, so to speak, and address issues of personal importance before i’m prepared to go. i’m undecided on a course of action. i thought i’d made up my mind to do certain things, but consequences will have to be dealt with. also, i can’t help but what i’m feeling is a natural consequence of having to leave.
this is without also considering i wonder what’s ahead. so many people have made offhand comments on how it’d be awesome if i’d come back really fat/really thin/a drug-addled hipster/a party animal and other (actually) unspeakable things. i do have to wonder if NYU will change me that much, and in what direction? there are too many variables to consider.
i’m excited, for sure. and with that i conclude with don’t overthink it.
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[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
Anton Bruckner: Adagio from Symphony No. 5 (1875–1876)
ridiculously good. i wish they’d mention which recording this is.
(via fuckyeahclassical)
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140611
loins de yeux, loins du coeurs.
i hope.
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woahhhhhhhh i want one.
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Cuban Tree Frog, Florida
Photograph by James Snyder
This is a Cuban tree frog on a tree in my backyard in southern Florida. How and why he ate this light is a mystery. It should be noted that at the time I was taking this photo, I thought this frog was dead, having cooked himself from the inside. I’m happy to say I was wrong. After a few shots he adjusted his position. So after I was finished shooting him, I pulled the light out of his mouth and he was fine. Actually, I might be crazy but I don’t thin he was very happy when I took his light away.
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and so it is confirmed.
