http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_reptilian_humanoids

Also, I will look for reptilians on my last day of work tomorrow!

I made myself some dinner - couscous saves lives.
And if you stir fry it with some fresh chili, onion and 500 different spices - win.



I walked around town in the dark feeling like I was about to explode.
I have a lot of pent up energy, it seems!

I've applied for a dorm room in Oslo. I've booked my ticket to the south.

http://www.erowid.org/chemicals/alcohol/alcohol_pharmacology1.shtml
It turns out that not only are the pharmacological workings of alcohol hard to pinpoint, they're also extremely widespread.

I wanted to read about hangovers, but even PudMed is somewhat confused over the matter, giving me articles such as "Geochemistry: A glacial hangover." and "Evening experiences versus drinking indicators as predictors of hangover on a summer holiday." (leave it to scientists to think of the snappy titles!)

I did find one review article:

Alcohol hangover: a critical review of explanatory factors
(Prat, Adan and Sa´nchez-Turety)

"Both the lack of an operational definition of
hangover and the lack of validated psychometric
instruments to assess hangover symptomatology
difficult enormously the replication of the methodology
and, consequently, the result comparisons
between studies in order to establish scientific evidence
of this phenomenon."

( Follow here if you're interested in a dive into the science of the hangover: )

There is no good definition for what a hangover is, nor do we know what exactly causes it. What we do know is that most people do experience hangovers as a consequence of alcohol consumption, and following, that this probably has some major economical consequences, for those who care about that sort of thing.

yeah you



could you please stop doing this



you look like a fat little man

Today hugeass maine coon met hugeass common house cat.

I'm a huge Paul Westerberg fan.

I'd stake a great deal of money on no better songwriter being alive, but then again it's all subjective.



I mislaid my huge song collection some years ago (ok I killed my computer, by accident), and have spent the last year whining to myself about not having his music within hands reach.
Because when you love an obscure artist - and are born in the .torrent-generation - it's really hard to deal with not having something.

All this leading up to the discovery that iTunes is really pretty amazing!
It helps that Westerberg priced his last album to 49 cents.

Welcome to this edition of "What the fuck did you just do?"

What the fuck did I just do?

I have enough to wallow in, but I'm not going to.

Instead, I want to offer up that Dr. Soong is Star Trek's finest character, ever:

And children's programming in standard nynorsk should be illegal.

Many times in life, I've had the feeling of being two distinct personalities in one mind.
This is not some ode to wikipedia multiple personality disorder diagnostics - this is unrealated to any mental illness (as far as I know!). It is just the case of the feeling that my minds aren't synchronized.

As if the one personality follows its own trajectory, and the other its own.
They vary in speed, and meet each other in what I'm beginning to suspect are not random loops.

I will not describe them - they are not a devil versus an angel on shoulders - but they do have different attitudes to what I relate to around me.

Whoever said we have just one stream of conciousness?

There is hardly one way to tell this. We may have thousands, or perhaps less than one, the majority of our mental calculations remaining unconcious.

As I decide on doing things in life, I invariably end up with putting these two voices up against each other. The one that seems to lay in rest as the other dictates how to relate comfortably and amicably to the world around me is in reality not the dominant one.

Usually, the matter has already been decided and I only realize it as the dominant stream breaks the surface of my concious.

「本当はもう訳分かんないんで・・・

ヤラレル前にヤレルか？

口にするつもりないけど、

自分の勝ち、そんなの知らないー

無駄だなんて、きずいていた。

前だけを見て。」

like some japanese hiphop girls put it...

takaku takaku kabe

te ni shita shiawase

ari no nai

kono yami ni

dono koe de ikura naitatte

muda da nante, kizuite ite.

any of you who have seen TNG also impressed by this episode?



( picspam follows: Star Trek TNG season 4 ep 3 - Brothers: )

Took part in pain experiment today.
They stuck electrodes on my stomach, thighs, eye and forehead - put on the EEG helmet and taped a thickwired heatconducting metal plate to my arm!

Felt little pain.
Very little actually - them measuring my blood pressure was the worst though!

And the bunch of electrodes in the hat they injected a hell of a lot of goo into.
Alienlike hairgoo to potentiate the electrical signals.

Jesus, it was such a hell to get out of my hair!

And I told them my purple color would color off onto the cloth helmet, but they sure didn't listen.

Until the helmet was purple that is.

The truth is, I wish they'd really hurt me so I could have experienced some endogenous opiates.
There's something meditative in pain tolerance.