[from xkcd]
It took me over 2 years of therapy, 4 years of growth, and 1 dense book to figure out something that could be summarized by a single pane comic. I guess complexity is all relative.
I am sitting at home watching re-runs of old TV shows roll on one after one after one. I am feeling a bit sick to go out and do stuff. MAD is busy this evening. I am in no mood for work. So, I decided to tune up my CorelDraw skills and make a “pi” wallpaper. I know, a tremendously productive use of time, but it looks so cool. Don’t you think?
PS: Just in case you were straining to count the number of digits in the wall paper, it is 7441.
I was watching The Simpsons and caught this little diamond on grad students. I miss the old episodes of Sipsons when they were actually funny.
MAD spent Friday evening at my place. We spent a calm evening in doors mostly because I am sick and didn’t quite want to go out and explore the city with a raging fever. We cooked, watched tv, talked, and we called it a night and got in bed. Soon were getting… well.. intimate. All of a sudden she wants me to stop, just climbs on top of me and lies down. I figure she just needs a break or something. The next thing I know, she is crying and sobbing. I get all nervous and start quietly panicking, but managed to keep it together, and just hugged her tight. I am not quite sure what happened, but when I asked her about it later, she said that she just got scared of a few feelings she was having. What the hell is that supposed to mean? Ok, I am not the smartest guy in the room, but even I know better than to go prod her further on this.
As always I went crawling on my knees to the almighty Google hoping it would bestow me with an answer or at the least better understanding. After about an hour of searching and reading I came out more confused than I went in. Looks like women’s psyche got the better of Google too. Oh well.
