Tuesday, January 27, 2004
Feeling Atomic |1:43 PM| My head keeps making a thudding sound. This is probably because I keep drifting forward until I hit the desk. Given the chance, I would give up the joys of both eating and sleeping for never having to do either of them again. Maybe a small nuclear reactor or a big plant that grows out of my back would do the trick. It would also make an excellent excuse for why I don't eat much at proper meals, as "Oh, that's just the amphetamines" brings up more issues than it settles. My lack of eating has been a point of concern for Portal's family.
"Why isn't Cecil eating?"
"Oh, he's atomic."
See? That's a lot better. Or perhaps:
"That's a very...pretty giant daisy growing out of your body, you have there."
"Thanks! It feeds me delicious photosynthesis-it treats!"
It would probably make getting onto planes a bit tougher, and I suppose car wrecks would be a much riskier situation with atomic power, but at least I wouldn't need to pay for food anymore, and I could work a second job if my nights were totally free.
I may or may not be getting a big raise, speaking of jobs. 9% is a nice bump, if I get it.
As far as food goes, I did something improper yesterday night and ordered pizza rolls from Double Daves. Pricey, but reliable. Every damn pizza I've eaten for the past couple weeks has been crap, and it's not like I've been going to crappy places.
Meanwhile, this thing on my ear (it's not visible, you have to hold the ear) seems to be getting bigger, and so I'm going to talk to my pop about it. The last thing I need is ear cancer, especially untreated ear cancer. (Note: According to my doctor/father, it isn't cancer, it can't be cancer, let's have a quick look the next time you visit, anyway.)
Feeling Atomic |1:43 PM| My head keeps making a thudding sound. This is probably because I keep drifting forward until I hit the desk. Given the chance, I would give up the joys of both eating and sleeping for never having to do either of them again. Maybe a small nuclear reactor or a big plant that grows out of my back would do the trick. It would also make an excellent excuse for why I don't eat much at proper meals, as "Oh, that's just the amphetamines" brings up more issues than it settles. My lack of eating has been a point of concern for Portal's family.
"Why isn't Cecil eating?"
"Oh, he's atomic."
See? That's a lot better. Or perhaps:
"That's a very...pretty giant daisy growing out of your body, you have there."
"Thanks! It feeds me delicious photosynthesis-it treats!"
It would probably make getting onto planes a bit tougher, and I suppose car wrecks would be a much riskier situation with atomic power, but at least I wouldn't need to pay for food anymore, and I could work a second job if my nights were totally free.
I may or may not be getting a big raise, speaking of jobs. 9% is a nice bump, if I get it.
As far as food goes, I did something improper yesterday night and ordered pizza rolls from Double Daves. Pricey, but reliable. Every damn pizza I've eaten for the past couple weeks has been crap, and it's not like I've been going to crappy places.
Meanwhile, this thing on my ear (it's not visible, you have to hold the ear) seems to be getting bigger, and so I'm going to talk to my pop about it. The last thing I need is ear cancer, especially untreated ear cancer. (Note: According to my doctor/father, it isn't cancer, it can't be cancer, let's have a quick look the next time you visit, anyway.)
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