but sometimes it sure does feel that way

i really should make more of an effort to write in my diary, on a regular basis. i love reading Zack’s, and Katrina’s, and Matthew’s. i try to remember to do it every day and i am dissappointed when i don’t see anything new. sometimes i am bothered by the content and it forces me to analyze why i’m bothered, what it is about myself that i dislike in their words.

how does sitting in the dark frying on acid make the world any more different than thousands of voices shouting in unison, the thoughts, thoughts are the key.. everyone has thoughts.. always.. never ending.. even while dreaming…. together these resolve conflicts, create harmony.. our thoughts create our existence, create our very universe. but not the individual thoughts themselves, they have no relevance one way or another, but rather simply the presence of the thoughts, of the energy generated by the brain.

my throat is still bothering me, but its mainly a faint tickle. it bothers me most at night. last night i went out drinking with some hippies from work; its been a while since i’ve done that (and it will probably be a while before i do it again ;) time is really flying by as i’m really busy with work and i haven’t even started school yet!

alex just told me he is taking a dump. i wanted to record this so that thousands of years from now, when aliens recover this bits, they will know that we poop.