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So, the more tired and more stressed I get, the more I go looking for/at guys.

I’m pretty tired, and pretty stressed.

I’m going home now.

the politics of fat

There’s a reason Rome made it big. It pounded everyone it ran across flat. And then it rebuilt and built more on top of it, while giving the flattened area broad social and moderate political autonomy. If bomb, and move on, you make alot more enemies. No matter what you do, if you flatten an area, or a people, you are going to make enemies. Wonder what would happen if you didn’t flatten, but actually stepped forward to help in the first place. Bombing creates terrorists. What does building roads do?

Chatting with BoyBlue, this guy in Berkeley who will be moving to Michigan for med school, discussing our attachments to our respective cities of residence, (he expects to like michigan less than berkeley and I expect to like berkeley more than pittsburgh, yet still we both experience a reluctance to go) this flowed off my finger tips,

No matter what pushes or what pulls, the roots we have grown hold us still.

Or maybe it was only profound to us, but it works.

Finally

All my stuff for sale

If you actually intend to buy something please read the directions on the website. People who have a hold on something, please let me know. I had written down prices and dimensions for everything, and of course now I can’t find any of the info, so I sort of wung it. If things change before tomorrow morning, please don’t assault me with chainsaws. I certainly won’t hold people to price increases or anything like that.

Comments about the general look and feel of the website, my ancestry, my sanity, or anything else not really related to buying my stuff can certainly go here.

Dear posters of personal ads

I want to see your face before your ass or dick. Pictures displaying nothing else are essentially completely useless in determining whether or not I’d want to associate with you. Well, other than to tell me that you’re an idiot more interested in emphatically communicating what you want sexually than in providing me with information about yourself.

Love, scu

So, thanks to tardis freebsd is working better on my laptop than ever before. Now all I have to do is get java working under galeon (I’ll find it somewhere in /usr/ports, I’m sure), pick my multinetwork chat client, and setup sound, so that I can play my mp3s (about which I am less optimistic) and I’ll be good to go. =)

For those of you unfamiliar with chuck, see http://www.mckusick.com/beastie/index.html

Much thanks to nuns for the detailed advice on bike setup. I’m now biking around with loaded panniers, and my knees are fine. Go Bill =)

“To a man with a hammer, everything looks like a nail.”

Allow me to paraphrase. “To a man with skill in symbolic manipulation, everything looks like a word problem.” Sometimes, and yet, sometimes, “To a man with little skill in handling his emotions, everything looks like a problem about handling his emotions”.

I have this theory that alot of bad fantasy fiction is about the very notion that any goal can be accomplished through symbolic manipulation. And it’s truly an addictive idea. But the truth is that commitment, effort, time, and sacrifice are generally necessary for the real accomplishment. Symbolic manipulation may help, and in some cases, may be necessary, but it ain’t pulling the cart all on it’s own.

And my relationship and work troubles aren’t word problems either. They are emotional problems. And no cleverly phrased dissection of verbage will change that.

I just had a big ol slut moment. More like slut half hour. No bodily contact or orgasms or anything like that were involved, but men who look like that should not be allowed in the lockerroom with me. Especially not ones who are ambiguously flirting with me.