January 2012
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XVII (I do not love you...)
jesuiswholocked:
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz, or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off. I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul. I love you as the plant that never blooms but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers; thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance, risen from the earth, lives darkly in my...
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Why did the chicken cross the road?
Plato: For the greater good.
Karl Marx: It was a historical inevitability.
Machiavelli: So that its subjects will view it with admiration, as a chicken which has the daring and courage to boldly cross the road, but also with fear, for whom among them has the strength to contend with such a paragon of avian virtue? In such a manner is the princely chicken's dominion maintained.
Hippocrates: Because of an excess of light pink gooey stuff in its pancreas.
Jacques Derrida: Any number of contending discourses may be discovered within the act of the chicken crossing the road, and each interpretation is equally valid as the authorial intent can never be discerned, because structuralism is DEAD, DAMMIT, DEAD!
Thomas de Torquemada: Give me ten minutes with the chicken and I'll find out.
Timothy Leary: Because that's the only kind of trip the Establishment would let it take.
Douglas Adams: Forty-two.
Nietzsche: Because if you gaze too long across the Road, the Road gazes also across you.
Oliver North: National Security was at stake.
B.F. Skinner: Because the external influences which had pervaded its sensorium from birth had caused it to develop in such a fashion that it would tend to cross roads, even while believing these actions to be of its own free will.
Carl Jung: The confluence of events in the cultural gestalt necessitated that individual chickens cross roads at this historical juncture, and therefore synchronicitously brought such occurrences into being.
Jean-Paul Sartre: In order to act in good faith and be true to itself, the chicken found it necessary to cross the road.
Ludwig Wittgenstein: The possibility of "crossing" was encoded into the objects "chicken" and "road", and circumstances came into being which caused the actualization of this potential occurrence.
Albert Einstein: Whether the chicken crossed the road or the road crossed the chicken depends upon your frame of reference.
Aristotle: To actualize its potential.
Buddha: If you ask this question, you deny your own chicken-nature.
Howard Cosell: It may very well have been one of the most astonishing events to grace the annals of history. An historic, unprecedented avian biped with the temerity to attempt such an herculean achievement formerly relegated to homo sapien pedestrians is truly a remarkable occurence.
Salvador Dali: The Fish.
Darwin: It was the logical next step after coming down from the trees.
Emily Dickinson: Because it could not stop for death.
Epicurus: For fun.
Ralph Waldo Emerson: It didn't cross the road; it transcended it.
Johann von Goethe: The eternal hen-principle made it do it.
Ernest Hemingway: To die. In the rain.
Werner Heisenberg: We are not sure which side of the road the chicken was on, but it was moving very fast.
David Hume: Out of custom and habit.
Jack Nicholson: 'Cause it [censored] wanted to. That's the [censored] reason.
Pyrrho the Skeptic: What road?
Ronald Reagan: I forget.
John Sununu: The Air Force was only too happy to provide the transportation, so quite understandably the chicken availed himself of the opportunity.
The Sphinx: You tell me.
Mr. T.: If you saw me coming you'd cross the road too!
Henry David Thoreau: To live deliberately ... and suck all the marrow out of life.
Mark Twain: The news of its crossing has been greatly exaggerated.
Molly Yard: It was a hen!
Zeno of Elea: To prove it could never reach the other side.
Chaucer: So priketh hem nature in hir corages.
Wordsworth: To wander lonely as a cloud.
The Godfather: I didn't want its mother to see it like that.
Keats: Philosophy will clip a chicken's wings.
Blake: To see heaven in a wild fowl.
Othello: Jealousy.
Dr. Johnson: Sir, had you known the Chicken for as long as I have, you would not so readily enquire, but feel rather the Need to resist such a public Display of your own lamentable and incorrigible Ignorance.
Mrs. Thatcher: This chicken's not for turning.
Supreme Soviet: There has never been a chicken in this photograph.
Oscar Wilde: Why, indeed? One's social engagements whilst in town ought never expose one to such barbarous inconvenience - although, perhaps, if one must cross a road, one may do far worse than to cross it as the chicken in question.
Kafka: Hardly the most urgent enquiry to make of a low-grade insurance clerk who woke up that morning as a hen.
Swift: It is, of course, inevitable that such a loathsome, filth-ridden and degraded creature as Man should assume to question the actions of one in all respects his superior.
Macbeth: To have turned back were as tedious as to go o'er.
Whitehead: Clearly, having fallen victim to the fallacy of misplaced concreteness.
Freud: An die andere Seite zu kommen. (Much laughter.)
Hamlet: That is not the question.
Donne: It crosseth for thee.
Pope: It was mimicking my Lord Hervey.
Constable: To get a better view.
Yeats: She was following the Faeries that sang to her to come away with them from the dull, bucolic comfort of the farmyard to the waters and the wild.
Shelley: 'Tis a metaphor for the pursuits of man: though 'twas deemed an extraordinary occurrence at the time, still it brought little to bear on the great scheme of time and history, and was ultimately fruitless and forgotten.
Tolkien: Chickens are respectable folk, and well thought of. They never go on any adventures or do anything unexpected. One fine spring day, as the chicken wandered contentedly around the farmyard, clucking and pecking and enjoying herself immensely, there appeared a Wizard and thirteen Dwarves who were in need of a chicken to share in their adventure. Reluctantly she joined their party, and with them crossed the road into the great Unknown, muttering about how rude the Dwarves were to take her away on such short notice, without even giving her time to brush her feathers or fetch her hat.
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Color Game →
This is pretty cool. I got an 8.2, played again and got a 9.2
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I fall feel so deeply.
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I should not be allowed to text when I’m tired.
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Blog Questionair (via Dana)
What were you doing at 08 this morning? Sleeping because I went to sleep at 3 am due to coming home late from my first 19+ concert in Toronto
What did were you doing for last 15 minutes? Skyping with my boyfriend who is sadly far away
The last thing you said aloud? I’ll go do my PD and let you talk to your parents cause I just sort of was like oooh ipad and stole this from them
The...
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Sometimes I feel like I can't change anything
and I become frustrated with the systems and all their imperfections and the people who know one speaks for, and the complexity and compassion and time required to positively change things and how tired people get how people don’t always get the help they need and how we don’t empathize as much as we could and I just sort of get freaked out and then I remember that there are a whole...
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I just read a book.
My copy of tfios has yet to show up, and I haven’t gotten my hands on lola and the boy next door yet either, so today I made the cold, although short, trek to the library. I got a few books, but the one I read is Story of a Girl by Sara Zarr. What can I say except that I sobbed through the majority of the story. The story brought up some of my own fears and I felt myself close to panicking...
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Friday
When I went to the mall I saw John Green’s new book, The Fault in Our Stars, in Coles. I checked the signatures and they were all purple. I’m still waiting for my copy in the mail (I should get it in a couple days) but I started feeling emotional just reading the dust jacket. I think this book is just what I need in my life right now to remind me of that even in the midst of a fear of...
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New Years Resolutions
My New Years resolutions are late not so much New Years resolutions but new term resolutions.
Basically it boils down to being healthier, both physically and mentally. This term is all about reaching a balance. Here are some of the things I want to do to ensure I feel well.
Eat regular meals, as well as snacks when I need them
Cook as often as I have time for
Drink more water
Get on a sleep...
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why you be so incorrect
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Feminist Fairytale: Slut-Shaming: A Small Facet to... →
liberal-antics:
I would like to start off by saying I rarely use the term “slut-shaming.” Here’s a couple reasons why:
Not every person who has sex and enjoys it has reclaimed the word “slut.” It assumes everyone is comfortable with referring to themselves as such, but that’s not true.
People have negative connotations with the word “slut,” which makes them less receptacle to accepting...
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A note on followers
I try to refrain from telling people to follow my blog, because I don’t want to badger my friends or focus on that sort of thing on my blog. I’d rather talk about art and philosophy and the goodness of things.
It still makes me happy to get new followers.
However, it makes me even happier to hear about friends or classmates who read my blog without even my knowing, whether it’s...
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coperni-kiss asked: Why is there something instead of nothing?
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auntamy asked: Um, could an ordinary superpower be loving books? I usually have a book with me everywhere I go. I enjoy sniffing old books. Bookstores make me happy.
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December 2011
28 posts
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Merry Christmas Everyone!
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The Observable Universe →
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Me: You can do this!
Me: Yes I can.
*determined look*
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"sluts, slut, slutty"
zerocontrolandtakemedown:
I am SOOOOOOOOOOOOO sick of hearing this word. What a woman chooses to do is her choice. Why are people so bent on how other people spend their time? Are we really to the point of blaming one’s hair colour on their level of ability to make what is CONSIDERED the “right” choice? Apparently if one aspect of your life is revealing clothing and promiscuity than that is what...
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commissionerjimgordon:
Gary Oldman: What I’ve Learned
Actor, 53, Los Angeles
What other people think of me is none of my business.
Acting is living truthfully under imaginary circumstances. An acting teacher told me that.
You choose your friends by their character and your socks by their color.
“Fuck ‘em.” Shortest prayer in the world.
A lazy man works twice as hard. My mother told that to...
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Fun Things to Look Forward to!
Tonight
Feeling of Accomplishment (studying wise) (hopefully)
Bubble Tea!
Perhaps Pizza?
Through Exam Period
Sushi with friends I haven’t seen in a while (ALL YOU CAN EAT FUN)
Maybe Glee and pink lemonade with dinner after Biochem
Eating a lot of chocolate, and feeling justified in doing so
Lori is going to paint my finger nails like CANDY CANES, how great is that?
Making use of...
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Time to move on
315 pages of biochemistry compiled in to a single convenient pdf CHECK
Box of homemade chocolates in proximity CHECK
summary notes made by another student (mere 50ish pages) CHECK
Additional List of Fun Things to do next term (motivation) CHECK
P.S. I get my own office for my Co-op job! That is so cool!
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I feel rotten.
I failed my calculus midterm.
It’s a really hard thing to move past, as the material was not so far beyond my grasp, and it was not exceedingly difficult, I just did a poor job of studying and didn’t refresh the section that most of the exam was on. I should have done the practice exam. This is probably the worst score I’ll have gotten on any test ever.
I don’t feel like...
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