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Tuesday, January 05, 2010
A Fairly Solid Example As To Why It Is A Struggle For Anyone To Take Me Seriously

Been going on 36 hours like this.

Labels: "Sleep With The Vulture", fucktactics, lolgore, quicksnaps, sleep, Why I Am Not Really An Adult

posted by Nihilist Loves Hate, Hates Everything at 1/05/2010 01:39:00 AM 1 comments

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E-BAD said...: I'm glad you didn't throw out that lamp!; 1/05/2010 10:04:00 PM

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Monday, August 24, 2009
I look forward to sleeping with something more than a single sheet soon

It'll be nice for the heat to lessen so that more than one sheet will not make me feel like i'm dying in my non-airconditioned bedroom.

Labels: BEAUMONT, sleep

posted by Nihilist Loves Hate, Hates Everything at 8/24/2009 02:16:00 AM 0 comments

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His Sleep Game Is At An All-Time High

Saw this guy asleep in front of the 42 Street Public Library last week.

While I sort of envied the fact he had time to just chill out and rock a cool attitude, I was a little bewildered by his decision to take his shoes off and then stand on them. Particularly given that he didn't appear to be homeless.

Labels: fucktactics, lolgore, quicksnaps, sleep

posted by Nihilist Loves Hate, Hates Everything at 8/24/2009 01:58:00 AM 1 comments

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hotdoorknobs said...: You just wanted to use that title; 8/26/2009 03:33:00 PM

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Thursday, July 30, 2009
Working On The Summer Fever Blues

Someday I hope to be outside conquering the world again.

I have been sick all week since my birthday last Sunday and it's pummeling me with sadness and bad vibes.

I haven't mounted my bicycle--or done anything of physical consequence--since I rode home from my basketball game on Sunday and it's been making me feel more or less like a dead man. In addition to no biking, I've skipped two yoga classes and one basketball practice (and had a game rained out) due to low energy and here I am now, at home again at 11:30 pm on a summer Thursday night when I should be out gallivanting and trying to help determine the new world order.

Beyond that, even doing things like working or writing have been a slog, as my brain feels largely exhausted and mush-like, and wherever I am and whatever I'm doing, I seem to wish only for a soft bed or couch and sleep***. Which, if you know me is CRAZY, because if there's anything I pretty much never wish for, it's sleep. I prefer to live and run and stay awake until my body is literally incapable of functioning... so to actually be in the frame of mind where I'm craving sleep during daylight suggests that something is amiss.

Overall, I'm amazed at the degree to which my entire mental state is thrown into the gutter when I'm sick, and I guess I just need to thank my lucky stars that I'm generally a healthy man. I am listening to the Grateful Dead now and wishing I had some grass and I hope that tomorrow I will be able to summon the energy to resume my fight against the light.

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*** -- Or look at camera lenses. Ken Rockwell, I can't quite explain how you've managed to drain hundreds of hours out of my life with your engaging pseudo-scientifically conflicting reports of definite musts and absolute don'ts. But dear god, I can't tear my fucking eyes away.

Labels: BEAUMONT, exercise, fucktactics, sleep

posted by Nihilist Loves Hate, Hates Everything at 7/30/2009 09:50:00 PM 0 comments

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