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Yesterday evening was another spent sleeping on my couch, and I've been up all night, writing, reading, and indulging in virtual violence. Danny called yesterday evening and I declined in his offer of me driving to see them. I went back to sleep and awoke at 3am. I've spent the entire weekend alone and content, keeping my regular sleeping hours. I've spent a lot of time organizing my files, criticizing some of my scribblings, and reading, so I haven't been altogether anti-productive.

Is unnotable a word? What the pffuck is a legitimate word for 'not notable'? Anyhow...that's been the morning's big mystery.
...had become an unnotable phenomenon...a notwithstanding occurrence.
I'm having liquidity issues. Sometimes if I walked like I wrote, I would stroll along, fall down, pick myself up, stand on one foot while hopping and spinning in circles, and then walk backwards to the origin of my thought process.

and yet another irc excerpt.

Suraklin> The world is spinning outta control man!
Suraklin> You can't stop it!
* Suraklin slaps his hands to the sides of his head and runs off, screaming.
GrindBastard> is there a phobia for that?
* Suraklin shrugs.
Suraklin> Let's find out!
GrindBastard> being afraid of the world stopping?
GrindBastard> if not
GrindBastard> lets invent one.
GrindBastard> =)
GrindBastard> it'll be huge
GrindBastard> everyone will want to have it.

For when I need new livejournal moods.