Ramblings of a Crazed Fool

I'm leaving. Goodbye.

http://www.paulsadowski.com/birthday.asp

"You entered: 12/1/1984

You were born on a Saturday
under the astrological sign Sagittarius.
Your Life path number is 8.

The Julian calendar date of your birth is 2446035.5.
The golden number for 1984 is 9.
The epact number for 1984 is 27.
The year 1984 was a leap year.

As of 6/13/2005 6:39:59 AM CDT
You are 20 years old.
You are 246 months old.
You are 1,072 weeks old.
You are 7,499 days old.
You are 179,982 hours old.
You are 10,798,959 minutes old.
You are 647,937,599 seconds old.

There are 171 days till your next birthday
on which your cake will have 21 candles on it.

Those 21 candles produce 21 BTU's,
or 5,292 calories of heat (that's only 5.2920 food Calories!) .
You can boil 2.40 US ounces of water with that many candles.

Your birth tree is

Ash Tree, the Ambition

Uncommonly attractive, vivacious, impulsive, demanding, does not care for criticism, ambitious, intelligent, talented, likes to play with its fate, can be egoistic, very reliable and trustworthy, faithful and prudent lover, sometimes brains rule over heart, but takes partnership very serious.

There are 195 days till Christmas 2005!

The moon's phase on the day you were
born was waxing gibbous. "

Thats... too much unnecessary information.

Q: How to spoil a chinese love song?
A: Translate it directly to english.

Guess the song!

Could you let me walk with you?

Since said you could not stay.

The road home is rather dark,

It worries me that you travel alone.

I think its because I’m not as gentle

And I’m unable to share your sadness.

If this cannot be discussed,

Then let regret be left in the heart…

Chorus

*Leave my sorrows to myself,

Bring your beauty with you.

Henceforth I will not have

Reason to be happy*

Leave my sorrows to myself,

Bring your beauty with you.

I think I can tolerate the sorrow

Is it possible that you would remember me?

Can I hold your hand

Something I have not asked from you

Afraid that you’ll be upset, turn around and leave

So be it, I would understand

Chorus*

I think I can tolerate the sorrow

Pretend that you were never part of my life

And henceforth I’ll be here

Waiting night and day for news about you

Could you let me walk with you?

Since said you could not stay.

No matter where you are

Would you occasionally think of me?

Is it possible that you would remember me?

Would you think of me

Would you think of me

Would you think of me…

Cool stuff. Songs backwards: http://www3.telus.net/jefmil/stairwaybackwards.htm

Never believed in this, never will. Never heard this before, now i will.

When I am not involved in doing anything, my mind turns to slop, I can't think straight and my blog is left untouched.

...and now a random fact about Vin Diesel http://www.4q.cc/vin/:

"Vin Diesel has always been able to find Waldo, except for one time. He found himself stumped on the last page of Where's Waldo Now?, not being able to find the Waldo without a shoe. He threw the book down and screamed, "This is BULLSHIT!" They're all wearing shoes." He then proceeded to eat the book and exclaim, "IF I CAN'T FIND WALDO, THEN NO ONE CAN!" The book he ate belonged to a child that he had borrowed it from. The child began to cry and Vin ate him for good measure. The incident has since been refered to as Christmas."

If 2 weeks of re-reading 'The HitchHiker's Guide To the Galaxy', trolling internet forums and staying in my pajamas for the whole day (and taking about 10 mins just to construct this sentence because i don't know how to spell pajamas) taught me anything, it would be that ignorance is greatly rooted in the human mind. Humans CANNOT function without assumption/ignoring/bypassing certain trains of thoughts. We are so certain that gravity would pull us down to the earth that noone bothers to go search for the answer all over again. We are so certain that by flipping a switch, light would fill our rooms so that we can see in the dark. We are so certain that we become so robotic, so predictable... going through the same routine day after day after day. Is there anyway to break the cycle? To break the mold?

What if you could float, in an instance of pure surprise in mid-air such that you are oblivious that you are falling because the physics of gravity are not your concerns at that time?

I leave you with starwars parodies:
Episode III: A Lost Hope

133t translation of StarWars