the quiet silence resides in a place like this.
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i appreciate i can still paly god of war 2 even when my contacts are this dirty. i can believe people go blind; imagine how the intermittent steps must feel as i observe my obfuscated vision. Damn i love that word! As i remember that my operation is based on programmable memory, i recognize patterns inherent in programming language. For instance, my interprative vision takes over more as my physical vision becomes "growthfully" obsrtructed (ie, as fungus and white deposits slowly decayed the quality of mine contact lenses, i realize what it is that my intuitive vision is seeing (shapes and colors) compared to i don't know what to call it, high defnition high focus vision. You know, how it looks when you are seeing 20/20. From memory, i can derive what a fuzzy shape looks like to the point of reading past my physical ability to , errr, 100% correlate. Bother.
My roommates Doc n Candice (lol i usually spell it "canned ace" in my head but forget its actually "canned ice" instead.) don't ever leave food out. or anything. They are the most responsible people i know. OK Candice is, and its enough to cover Doc too. But seriously, there are two plates of goodies, a box of cookies and treats and a plate with some kind of frosted poundcake and maybe lemon squares on it. And a loaded peace prize too. With an upright standing lighter.
I was called and invited over from the bar earlier and politely declined in favor of drinking with coworkers and friends and letting the two enjoy an evening with just eachother in the house. To find this selection of treats on the coffee table, where nothing is ever left out.
I know that i have a tendency to assume things are about me, especially upon encounterance. So i now also have a tendency to completely ignore such things because of previous said tendency. So i must demontrate both to social company. Which one were they playing to, if any?
To play it safe, my drunken self goes with the safer option of just playing god of war 2 on titan mode.
goodnite awkward self.
Friday, December 26, 2008
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