how on earth are we to judge anyone else's probability in a universe that contains ita?
This is beautiful.
'The Message'
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how on earth are we to judge anyone else's probability in a universe that contains ita?
This is beautiful.
I decided not to skip book club last night, and it was actually good to get away from the internet for a while and let myself be distracted by people who have no connection to ita or Buffistas or anything. And then I woke up, and remembered, and now I have to get through another normal workday.
Morning, all.
That's about all I've got just yet. But there's you fine people, and that's not nothing.
I'm at home, and there's no reason I can't work, but...I can't.
Not the most productive day at work ever here, too. Barely getting anything done.
I feel like I should go to the gym, but also feel like I should stay in my jammies and be sad.
I really don't want to be at work but I want to get something done for a client that's on somewhat of a deadline. So if I can manage to stay productive I'll stay at work.
Last night was the first night in years that I slept the entire night without waking up. I also overslept, which meant spending ten minutes de-icing my car again.
Yeah, JZ, I've been thinking about how much harder this is likely to be for our community for having gone through that.
I'm on sabbatical so I don't technically have to work, although there is stuff that needs done and class work and whatnot, but I'm torn between wanting to do all the things and wanting to crawl right back into bed. Right now I'm just sitting with my coffee staring out at the snow.
AAAND I'm torn between wanting to be here every second and kinda not being able to handle being here. Or on Facebook. Or in the world.
Almost (I won't) want to send a message to the ahole formerly known as Gus so he can see what someone you know online dying does to a person and a community so he can feel ashamed of himself.
But that's my anger part I think. My tired part kicks my anger part and says no way, my cynical part says probably lurking anyway.