Found out today, while scheduling PTO for the holidays, that I am currently at my limit for saving up my Paid Time Off. I’m unable to accrue any more free time-money. 280 hours, max. That’s 7 fucking business-weeks. What even am I doing with my life? In “Star Trek: Insurrection”, Captain Picard mentioned he had …
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Scribble
Dreamed I had lost the ability to write. Met a girl, we hit it off, she had to leave town, so I wanted to give her my number and email address. Tried to write it all down. My letterforms came out garbled, incomplete, illegible. Like I had a stroke or something. It was kinda traumatic. …
Leveling
“Those who know nothing of foreign languages know nothing of their own.” Johann Wolfgang von Goethe In my third semester of Deutsch, I understand that the difficulty of learning a language increases logarithmically. It’s like the skill leveling in a MUD of old. 1x to level up once. 1,000,000,000x to level up ten times. I …
Analyria
It’s funny to me, in my advanced age, how I would write so much poetry in my younger days, yet I never actually read any poetry. I still find myself unwilling and – if we’re being gracious – functionally unable to read poetry. It’s physically uncomfortable. Once I see verse on the page, my mind …
Vidi Non
I think I need to come to terms with the fact that I’m no longer a movie guy. Looking at my media server, there are 130 movies out of the entire collection that are unwatched after years, despite my best intentions. I’m never home long enough to watch anything longer than 30 minutes before passing …