Tomkoz's Journal

1:14am: Oxycution.
hey pimples, i'm 25, leave me alone

p.s. eating this chocolate bar is way better than washing my face

2:17pm: Fung Schwing.
having the books on my shelf arranged from tallest to shortest makes me feel good

2:09am: Charcoal, Potassium Nitrate and Sulfur.
you know, science has killed way more people than religion

11:13am: Massive Island Cabin Fever.
What made Japan so weird? Was it the isolation? Post-WWII kooky American involvement?

1:47pm: fuck hitler, i want to build a time machine and go back and kill mao zedong.

1:40pm: CHARD drosophila ONNAY.
y'know livejournal, your use is sort of inversely proportional to the amount of stuff actually going on

5:23pm: The Sun Also Rises Like 3 Hours Before You Even Wake Up.
today was a beautiful day. too bad it only lasted like 5 hours. are we done with daylight savings time yet?

S got us tickets for the olympics yesterday. women's hockey sweden & switzerland. despite sweden being my grandfatherland, i'm going for the svees, cause dad's wife-friend was from there and i've been there expensively, beautifully and more-or-less deliciously. if it works out this way, i also want to get tickets for two paralympic events: biathlon and sledge-hockey. it'll be more inspiring and cheaper. plus, wow, blind people shooting targets!

i've been watching a lot of this tv show called top chef. reality tv about cooking. project dinner plate. lots of good ideas. sometimes i think there's nothing more satisfying than real, good cooking. and then maybe a real, good night's sleep. after a real, good, exhausting day's work. and a chapter of a really good book.

sometimes it's hard to tell what's actually important.

7:06pm: Speaking In Tongues.
i can drink milk again. after several years. this suggests to me that i didn't eat the poo-bacteria in dirty-old-asia at all, but when i was at exchange school in dirty-old-europe in 2005/6, most likely somewhere in dirty old poland. the whole time i thought i was "lactose intolerant" i was just tolerating something in my intestines that really didn't like milk, and had i gone to the doctor ever in the last 4 years for antibiotics i would have been cured!

i feel better than i have in a long time and am still waiting to wake up and be back in the land of milk-pain.

another example of: the internet is not a doctor.

11:24pm: Broken Glass.
pretty soon crazy old j.d. salinger's going to kick the farm and we'll be flooded with, like, encyclopedias full of fifty year old short stories. what do you even do with that?

10:06pm: Ignorance Is Bliss.
wouldn't it be nice if we'd never heard of places we'll never go but cause us endless worry? places that haven't really got much to do with our real lives at all. places like zimbabwe or afghanistan or iraq or western pakistan or somalia or bays of pigs or guantanamo. i'd like to just ignore these places, and assume everything's fine there and get on with my life, like i do with the yukon or austria. everything's not fine there, but how is me stressing about zimbabwan power-sharing or willing bills through foreign parliaments going to help?

i'm happy my country hasn't been invaded by foreign troops and sympathize with the countries that have been.

my grandparents fought invaders from 1939 until they fled their country thirty years later. they were in high school when the killing started. i don't wish that on anyone.

(as far as the war in iraq goes, it's been going on for years and years but i still don't understand it. sadam "had" bombs and was going to terrorize someone? america? israel? his own people? but if i had to be invaded by somebody the u.s. would be pretty high up my list of preferred invaders. maybe i'd pick france first, it would go on for a few weeks, they'd burn cars in paris, then withdraw. it'd be nice if the u.s. could invade sudan..)

11:51pm: Tinfoil Hats.
when i do nothing all day, even when it comes to time to go to bed, i just want to continue doing nothing until i'm a total zombie and can't possibly do nothing any longer. i find myself after a stretch of it looking back at what i just did, and asking did i really care that those myths were or weren't busted, or about food porn, or despite having seem them several times before did i really need to watch the first two godfathers again?

pretty sure this is how THEY want us to be. watch tv and commercials all day so you find out about shit you don't have, never heard of, lived perfectly fine without before but now suddenly you need to go get a giant house and fill it with this stuff which sits in a closet, or you eat it, while you are busy watching tv.

the same zombification happens with the internet, too, but at least you're in some sort of control. did i need to listen to so many piano covers of songs, or read so many memes? p.s. yo dawg, i know you like conspiracy-theorizing, so we put a tinfoil hat inside your tinfoil hat so you can theorize while you theorize!

the moral of this livejournal article is that it's easy to waste your life

if that moral is too preachy, an alternate moral is that going to bed early is better than sleeping in late