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How to get courage

Thursday, April 9th, 2009

I woke up this morning and I just didn’t want to roll out of bed. I soon learned I had to once I started to smell the blood. I had a nosebleed, and as soon as I got up, the stuff was dripping at a rate barely short of being a continuous stream. I waited for it to clot before I dared moving and meanwhile caught the blood with my cupped hand.

I gave up waiting and just held my nose as I descended and went to the bathroom, trying not to leave blood stains on the doorknob. I got there and looked at myself in the mirror.

There was not actually blood everywhere, just on my hands, shirt, arms, and glasses as well as below my nose and around my mouth.

A guy came out of the stall behind me. I explained to him I killed my roommate with a hammer and ate his heart. It would have comforted me a little to get a chuckle out of him instead of that awkward silence.

The persistence of Walmart watches

Monday, April 6th, 2009

My watch is melting.

The red markings indicate the LCD failure, but that’s been around for a while. Those particular black bars no longer activate meaning that I am incapable of distinguishing between 3:00, 8:00 or 9:00. 5:00 and 6:00 are also ambiguous. I think I knocked the thing too hard while making sandwiches.

my melting watch

It’s dissolving because I got acetone on it at ochem lab on Monday while I was cleaning. I look at it later. at I find out that it went all soluble on me. The text came off of the light button, which itself has fused to the main housing rendering it inoperable.

It’s not a big deal; hell, it’s the reason I don’t wear my stainless steel watch to lab. I mean, the watch was $9. Part of me actually wants to continue the process to eventually get the watch to look like the Terminator at the end of the second movie. You know, like exposed internal parts with half the face missing. Then I could carve “NO FATE” into the wristband.

(Nitpickers: I know that eroding under acetone would unambiguously be a dissolution and not a phase change, but this is the only vestigial remnant of an otherwise unworkable Salvador Dali reference. So get off my back. Jeez.)