okay so i can't handle the world as it is, everything moves too fast and there's too much to keep track of and just making the smallest effort is a serious drain on my resources. but some people *can* handle it and they are in sync with the gears and inner workings of the world and it's my job to cheer these people on and act as a source of countercultural inspiration and wisdom to help keep them on an ever changing track. in this way i can be true and useful to the Great Enweirdening and help push the species on to evolutuonary mutation.
oh god i turn 47 this month. oh crap. holy jeez
Carl sagan’s thought about books:
“When our genes could not store all the information necessary for survival, we slowly invented them. But then the time came, perhaps ten thousand years ago, when we needed to know more than could conveniently be contained in brains. So we learned to
stockpile enormous quantities of information outside our bodies. We are the only species on the planet, so far as we know, to have
invented a communal memory stored neither in our genes nor in our brains. The warehouse of that memory is called the library. A book is made from a tree. One glance at it and you hear the voice of another person perhaps someone dead for thousands of years. Across the millennia, the author is speaking, clearly and silently, inside your head, directly to you. Writing is perhaps the greatest of human inventions, binding together people, citizens of distant epochs who never knew one another. Books break the shackles of time, proof that humans can work magic.”
-Carl Sagan, Cosmos
good news everyone! i don't have to pull another all-nighter because the New Shit won't be delivered until 6AM!
bad news everyone! i'll have to pull another all-nighter answering phones because The Shit, It Is Still Down!
news everyone! going to be filling the time in between now and the morning with bad food and disturbing movies. it's been a hot minute since i watched "Videodrome." oh my yes.
up all night last night taking calls from users 'cos Our Shit Is Down, yes it's still down, we know you can't do your work, no i don't have an ETA, no i can't tell you why, okay i luv yoo buh-bai; over and over until 6AM
sleep for five hours, boss asks me to come in tonight to install New Shit so that Shit Won't Be Down No More. fine.
have a sleep-deprived hangry argument with the SO, try to get some more sleep, too pissed off to sleep, when i do finally get 15 minutes of sleep my brain is like yo to help you process that argument here's another argument in your dream so you can be angry while you're angry
do dinner, chug a Red Bull on the way to work while playing the "Run Lola Run" soundtrack to get me awake and psyched, get in the office, aaaand...delivery of New Shit in two and a half hours.
cool. cool. cool cool cool.
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