It occurs to me that prisoners just have more dilemmas than the rest of us.
It occurs to me that prisoners just have more dilemmas than the rest of us.
It occurs to me that prisoners just have more dilemmas than the rest of us.
There is no rest from now on. My friend’s girlfriend said today1 that it was silly for people to fail a philosophy class because it was just philosophy. “Nobody’s wrong in philosophy.” To the uninitiated, this might seem a plausible…
I’ve chosen all my jokes for next semester: logic, ethics, some bio, some cog sci, and perhaps responsibility or Rousseau.
I’m taking a nap. Where am I taking it? I’m taking it out back to shoot it.
Feeling pity for undeserving people much?
Have you ever wondered if perhaps This is what it Is to be happy? Perhaps that’s all there is to it? Whenever I think that it makes me sad..
Invention idea- champagne served in a baby bottle.
I worry that one day I’ll recline my chair too far, fall, and crack open my head. Then the police report will say: “death by comfort.”
“Peer pressure.”
I’m going to my office to get some work done. I tried staying here but the TV just kept turning on and food just kept jumping into my mouth.
Why is John King subbing for Larry King? It’s the last name, isn’t it?
There is nothing wrong with thinking.
I print double sided because I can’t read that many pages.
Who wants to play an ultimatum game with me? I offer you $1 dollar(s).
Wait… just how big is a breadbox?
One falls in love… one hopes.
This is just bad tact- sending window repair people at 8:30 in the morning after election night.
YESS!!! Kay Hagan won! I moved to North Carolina purely to vote AGAINST Dole.
One gets old, one gets tired…
The election just ended. Thank God.
I’m going to a new place to meet people. 1 on 1
Just once i want to read ’emphasis removed.’
I had to tell Obama to stop spamming my phone.
“Okay, so, if you ever happen to be in that situation again, fearing you might be assaulted by a guy, I know what to do. And I’ll tell you, but first, and this is important… can you have a bowel…
“Life is full of qualitative differences.”
… although in my blog, I do.
“Whoa, whoa, whoa, she thinks that people are MORE than objects??” — Frank Jagear, Oct. 19, 2008
The plan: succeed in grad school, post every day in November. The strategy: just post a quote, pithy line, six-word story, or other simple thing. The execution: beheading.
I don’t want to know how to live the good life, I want to lead the Great life.
Not only can I not spare change, I can’t even spare time to answer this ques–
Time to take off my leisure hat and put on my work poncho.
So it turns out I don’t have cancer. Oh, well, you can’t win them all.
Is it normal that every time I walk into a bank I have to convince myself I’m not planning on robbing it?
His notes to himself grew cryptic.
All my friends that have moved to red states have turned Republican. I, on the other hand, moved to North Carolina and now it’s tinting blue
“Don’t Jump!” She bluffed. He called.
I don’t prejudge, I just precorrelate.
I VOTED!! I wasn’t expecting some of those candidates, though. I mean, who’s barack obama?
It does not pay to have enemies.. But It’s still cheaper than having friends.
I felt smart today. That… that hasn’t happened in a while. In a long while.
@narfna — did I ever thank you for helping me with my personal statement. Because I am now in grad school and… that was just cold, man.. I don’t hate it, I sort of like it. I just like whining.…
@ascottwhite — Holy crud! There really is such a thing as diabolus ex machina:
“…I should let you go, then.”
Is there a demonius ex machina?
Why hasn’t the sky fallen on us yet?