Neatly Sliced

While cleaning out the bookshelves for new bookshelves, I discovered my old binders from high school.

In attempts to discern whether to toss some papers, I discovered an odd sheet in the macroeconomics binder. The contents looked something along these lines:

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Sleep is good          experience
(naptime)
people are bad        intuition
(verbal threats)    experience

Physics is easy          intuition
experience
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It must have been some in-class exercise. For the present, I stand confused.

My nasty cold makes me pretty silly. I’m not even close to lucid.

Jennifer: . . .. . .. .. .. .. . . . .. . . .
X: what is that some kind of code!
X: j-code
Jennifer: hey! like j-lo, only not.

Jennifer: do you flickr?
Buddy: only when I’m really tired…

Sometimes I type fast and letters and/or words come out in the wrong order.

Real Life Example:

Jennifer: like 1,2,3? i’m suconfed
Jennifer: *confused

I hate winter’s dryness and staticity. It is so dry in the air. I reached down where the metal desk reaches the carpet in order to pick up a piece of paper that fell. I watched an electrical current form from my finger to my desk. Yes, a spark from my finger to the metal. Good times.

On a totally separate and unrelated note, I had a deep thought while at work. While eating Kix (I must always snack), I ate the splendid cereal treat one piece at a time. Look out, deep thought ahead:

Is a singular piece of Kix a Kick?

Definitely, a subject worth pondering, while at work, answering phone support questions. I should never quit that job. Its effects are too amusing.