tags: ephemera

There really was a “Sleepy.”

I really miss the sun.

2001

Am I nothing but a clockwork orange? Louis-Ferdinand Céline. Calvin and Hobbes and the Myth of Sisyphus.

More Calvin and Hobbes. Crackers and script-kiddies. More music. Princesses and unicorns.

This entry is just completely random. Oh, and they aren’t kidding about weddings and funerals.

“What is real?” asked Morpheus. A quick endocrinology snippet. (Learn something really nerdy and impress your friends.)

I clearly have not gotten enough sleep. I am again coining nonsense words like netritus (Internet detritus).