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If Oscar Wilde had lived in our time, he would be a /b/tard.
Actually, scratch that. He does, and goes by Jethro Q Walrustitty.
Edited by GastonRabbit on Nov 11th 2022 at 8:59:26 AM
...Kant told us how there could be no escape from this prison or a vision beyond it, only a description of it's contours. We can only guess if the thing outside it is a raging, mad, demon (Schopenhauer, Lovecraft, Zapffe) a dimly-perceived God (Kierkegaard, Tolstoy, Wittgenstein) or, perhaps, nothing at all(Fichte, Hegel, Nietzsche, Deleuze)...
edited 18th Oct '10 4:55:39 PM by Myrmidon
Kill all math nerdsRichard's paradox seems kind of hilarious to me. (Math article, but doesn't use any symbols and is about English)
[1] This facsimile operated in part by synAC.I've tried measuring my life in seasons, but I can never tell where to designate the season premiere and the season finale.
Heapers’ HangoutLife is a duration. Measurement is pointless.
Kill all math nerds"Measurement" isn't quite the right word. I mean I like to think of my life as if it's happening in seasons.
Heapers’ HangoutI made a cup of hot water. Not to drink. To waft steam into my face with.
"Proto-Indo-European makes the damnedest words related. It's great. It's the Kevin Bacon of etymology." ~MadrugadaSounds relaxing, Freez. Are you ill?
Damn, someone said measuring life in seasons and what pops into my head?
Fucking RENT.
dysfunctional human artistryIf it makes you feel any better, that popped into my head, too. And I'm the one who brought it up.
Heapers’ HangoutFIVE HUNDRED TWENTY-FIVE THOUSAND SIX HUNDRED MIIIIIIIIINUTES
You can't even write racist abuse in excrement on somebody's car without the politically correct brigade jumping down your throat!It turns out that The Mountain Goats are good for more than just curing Beiber Fever.
dysfunctional human artistry@BLAM: Yes indeed I am. It doesn't do much for my sinuses, but it does help alleviate that feeling you get where one of your nostrils is all dry and ragged from having to carry the weight of breathing.
"Proto-Indo-European makes the damnedest words related. It's great. It's the Kevin Bacon of etymology." ~MadrugadaSeason 18 is ending soon for me. Season premiere of the 19th season is coming in January.
I'm just hoping for no sudden plot twists. But character development is always a plus, and I think it's high time the writers attempt writing a relationship here.
Oh, and I hope it doesn't get canceled. *shudders*
Not those kinds of seasons. I mean Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter.
It's oddly fitting to say "He had only seen fifteen Summers."
An useless name, a forsaken connection.I had my first in-class Troper moment today: someone mentioned how Nick Carraway didn't really seem like part of story sometimes, and how the book looked like it would be more about other characters—
And my brain went, "The Ishmael."
I'm awarding myself a for spending way too much time on here.
Tumblr here.Watching people debate what I mean is more interesting for me than watching them debate a complaint I had.
Am I a bad person?
Kill all math nerdsWhat? No.
survival of the tight-lippedI think I'll be a judge for Halloween. Now if only I had a reason to dress up for Halloween...
Heapers’ HangoutParty? Festivel? Carnivel? Concert?
It's too bad I'm such a loner, he lied.
Heapers’ HangoutToo late, I realized I should not have shaved at all this month. I could have had a Lincoln or Grant beard.
I measure life in moments. It's just lately I've got this stuff on the brain.
An useless name, a forsaken connection.