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Sagittarius (current week) :
A guy I barely know critiqued me at a party recently. "You haven't suffered enough to feel intense passion," he said. "Your life has been too happy, too easy." I didn't want to get into a debate about whether my life has been too happy and easy, so in my reply I didn't mention my divorce or the time I was shot or the grueling poverty I endured for 18 years. "So you're saying," I told him, "that suffering is the only way you can acquire passion? I don't agree. Have you ever raised a child? Have you ever been in love with someone who incited you to make radical changes in your life? Have you ever worked on a creation for many years and then submitted it to be judged by thousands of people? I have." I'm letting you know about this, Sagittarius, because I predict you'll soon be offered an experience like those I named -- adventures that have the potential to build intense passion without requiring you to suffer.
Speaking of things that are just fucking incredible, have you heard that scientists have captured images of memory being made inside a brain??? I've been pondering lately about how some scientists devote their lives to work that improves the daily lives of humanity at large. Simple concept, yes. But when I see it in real life in the guise of say,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
thehula, I am in awe of the ability to parlay study and knowledge into practical applications and experiments that ultimately make the lives of strangers better. So many jobs revolve around non-essential products and services that people purchase rather than on something that creates lasting benefits for humanity at large. Not really a judgment call on people with sucky, unimportant jobs. Just an observation.
In other news, my left hand keeps going numb for no reason. I'll be slapping a brace on my wrist as soon as H wakes up. I have one left over from when I used to be a cashier at Whole Foods.
EDIT: I can't find my damn wrist brace. Now I have to buy one, maybe two. Plus, BOTH hands are falling asleep for no reason. I suppose it could have something to do with my being on a computer for 75% of my waking hours. :-/
A guy I barely know critiqued me at a party recently. "You haven't suffered enough to feel intense passion," he said. "Your life has been too happy, too easy." I didn't want to get into a debate about whether my life has been too happy and easy, so in my reply I didn't mention my divorce or the time I was shot or the grueling poverty I endured for 18 years. "So you're saying," I told him, "that suffering is the only way you can acquire passion? I don't agree. Have you ever raised a child? Have you ever been in love with someone who incited you to make radical changes in your life? Have you ever worked on a creation for many years and then submitted it to be judged by thousands of people? I have." I'm letting you know about this, Sagittarius, because I predict you'll soon be offered an experience like those I named -- adventures that have the potential to build intense passion without requiring you to suffer.
Speaking of things that are just fucking incredible, have you heard that scientists have captured images of memory being made inside a brain??? I've been pondering lately about how some scientists devote their lives to work that improves the daily lives of humanity at large. Simple concept, yes. But when I see it in real life in the guise of say,
thehula, I am in awe of the ability to parlay study and knowledge into practical applications and experiments that ultimately make the lives of strangers better. So many jobs revolve around non-essential products and services that people purchase rather than on something that creates lasting benefits for humanity at large. Not really a judgment call on people with sucky, unimportant jobs. Just an observation.In other news, my left hand keeps going numb for no reason. I'll be slapping a brace on my wrist as soon as H wakes up. I have one left over from when I used to be a cashier at Whole Foods.
EDIT: I can't find my damn wrist brace. Now I have to buy one, maybe two. Plus, BOTH hands are falling asleep for no reason. I suppose it could have something to do with my being on a computer for 75% of my waking hours. :-/
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Also, are you getting together on Sunday? I can be there after 9:00 PM. Also-also, you reminded me of the inane thing I'm going to post on LJ without even trying. *smooch!*
(PS, I am gay.)
HEY BART YOU WANT ME TO CUT YOU A BROWNIE BEFORE YOU GO TO BED?!?!?!?!
As far as I know, we'll be here doing something Sunday night. Ryan and I need to watch the end of DayWatch, which I think we have about 20 minutes to go on.
And if a woman really loves a man she doesn't care that crocodiles bit off his face.
Also, have you had a chance to peruse that manuscript at all?