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Mar. 17th, 2002 09:56 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lantairvleaWe've been having all sorts of lovely problems today!
Read a bit in The Dinosaur Heresies. It's a rather awesome book. I must say I do believe in evolution to a CERTAIN extent. I still can't believe that a single-celled organism can go from that to some multi-celled giant such as a T-rex or a giraffe. I just don't see that happening. but I CAN see the eventual change from one animal to the next, as some suggest certain lines of dinosaurs evolved into birds and such. Bakker's pretty good at what he does. The ilistrations are very well done and he does a good job of proving his point. The part about DNA supression and evolutionary "throwbacks" was particularly interesting.
Snowboarded Friday, sore from that, Tuesday and Wednesday I skied. It definately takes massive more amounts of balance to snowboard. My quarters are so sore.
Oh, yes, I think it was Thursday night, or Wednesday, but I had a dream and it has subtitles. I find this rather amusing considering I think the dream might have been in Japanese and that's peculiar because I know very little Japanese. Like Hai and Itchiban(sp?).
I've been having all sorts of dreams, the only problem is that I've only been viewing flashes after I awaken and much is lost of the substinance and content. I have a feeling my dreams have gotten somewhat abstract.
Have six pages sketched of Kashian, I started over, and that is a good thing. More must be organized, even though I seem to know a lot more about Kashian than Lemies, despite the fact that Kashian is less than a year old and Lemies has been around for over two.
Things to do: take car to Discount Tire so they can check my front right tire to see if I have a nail in it (it was horridly flat when we got back), go up to MCC at RM and get my scheduel fixed with Mo (the guy I talked to last time), chitter at Katesh and Shannon so we can get the video project for German done, stop procrastinating and get Math conquered and get some help in getting things into my thick skull.
I think my current problem with math (aside from sleeping in class) is that I'm getting frustrated with it. I just want to toss it aside and be done with it. I just want it out of my life! Curse it all! I hate higher math! I see very little application into my life. Like I'll have to calculate the time it'll take driving a boat a certain distance and walking the rest or what combination of the two would be the most effective. I don't need to figure angles and other such crap because I have no plan on going into architecture or anything of the sort so I wouldn't need that in my art. Gosh curse it all! Ich hasse es! Ich glaube es wirklich von der Teufel ist! Bah, math. School, the whole thing, it's getting me frustrated. I want space! Let me seclude myself in the mountains. Oh the mountains! take me back to Mammoth. It may be cold but it's better than being safely warm within the confines of the city. I suppose I should be just glad that I have a yard and some space to breathe. I probably won't be on a lot this week. Must devour my correspondance course.
I need to work on the types of Amrea. That must be done. Need to start some more drawings and finish them, must finish my comission.
fft. Yes, stuff to be done.
What was I going to continue on saying? Oh, yes, Osco and my photos. Hopefully they didn't mess them up, I'd have to harm something if they did. I know that I should have some good prints out of them. Must buy more B&W film and attack the neighborhood. I may even loop some people for modles. Hmm, yes.
Finder is skrewed in my computer. I think I'll just get a new computer this summer rather than cough up the money for OS X which is what I need to clean up rabid Finder 9.whatever to get things running dependably again. I really want that 30 gigs of space and dual processor plus the extra built in memory (and who says I can't hijack the memory from this computer *grins*) and all sorts of lovely stuff.
I feel rather long-winded today, not quite as long winded as Victor Hugo. 300 pages down, only 1,100 more to go, heh.
All I have to say now is this: If when I die I'm suddenly endowed with all of the knowledge I want without any effort, I'd be in some sort of hell. Seriously. If I can't work for what i want or put effort into things to become better it'd be Hell. The same goes if there are no paintbrushes/pencils in "Heaven." I'd die . .. again . . . and I'd find myself in Hell. Because I doubt that God would be so cruel to deny us of our talents and the chance to develop them beyond mortal life.
Now I'm going to run away, read my scriptures, and pass out upon my red-checkered bed sheets (they came while we were gone, woo! It's going to take some getting used to, that's for sure).
Read a bit in The Dinosaur Heresies. It's a rather awesome book. I must say I do believe in evolution to a CERTAIN extent. I still can't believe that a single-celled organism can go from that to some multi-celled giant such as a T-rex or a giraffe. I just don't see that happening. but I CAN see the eventual change from one animal to the next, as some suggest certain lines of dinosaurs evolved into birds and such. Bakker's pretty good at what he does. The ilistrations are very well done and he does a good job of proving his point. The part about DNA supression and evolutionary "throwbacks" was particularly interesting.
Snowboarded Friday, sore from that, Tuesday and Wednesday I skied. It definately takes massive more amounts of balance to snowboard. My quarters are so sore.
Oh, yes, I think it was Thursday night, or Wednesday, but I had a dream and it has subtitles. I find this rather amusing considering I think the dream might have been in Japanese and that's peculiar because I know very little Japanese. Like Hai and Itchiban(sp?).
I've been having all sorts of dreams, the only problem is that I've only been viewing flashes after I awaken and much is lost of the substinance and content. I have a feeling my dreams have gotten somewhat abstract.
Have six pages sketched of Kashian, I started over, and that is a good thing. More must be organized, even though I seem to know a lot more about Kashian than Lemies, despite the fact that Kashian is less than a year old and Lemies has been around for over two.
Things to do: take car to Discount Tire so they can check my front right tire to see if I have a nail in it (it was horridly flat when we got back), go up to MCC at RM and get my scheduel fixed with Mo (the guy I talked to last time), chitter at Katesh and Shannon so we can get the video project for German done, stop procrastinating and get Math conquered and get some help in getting things into my thick skull.
I think my current problem with math (aside from sleeping in class) is that I'm getting frustrated with it. I just want to toss it aside and be done with it. I just want it out of my life! Curse it all! I hate higher math! I see very little application into my life. Like I'll have to calculate the time it'll take driving a boat a certain distance and walking the rest or what combination of the two would be the most effective. I don't need to figure angles and other such crap because I have no plan on going into architecture or anything of the sort so I wouldn't need that in my art. Gosh curse it all! Ich hasse es! Ich glaube es wirklich von der Teufel ist! Bah, math. School, the whole thing, it's getting me frustrated. I want space! Let me seclude myself in the mountains. Oh the mountains! take me back to Mammoth. It may be cold but it's better than being safely warm within the confines of the city. I suppose I should be just glad that I have a yard and some space to breathe. I probably won't be on a lot this week. Must devour my correspondance course.
I need to work on the types of Amrea. That must be done. Need to start some more drawings and finish them, must finish my comission.
fft. Yes, stuff to be done.
What was I going to continue on saying? Oh, yes, Osco and my photos. Hopefully they didn't mess them up, I'd have to harm something if they did. I know that I should have some good prints out of them. Must buy more B&W film and attack the neighborhood. I may even loop some people for modles. Hmm, yes.
Finder is skrewed in my computer. I think I'll just get a new computer this summer rather than cough up the money for OS X which is what I need to clean up rabid Finder 9.whatever to get things running dependably again. I really want that 30 gigs of space and dual processor plus the extra built in memory (and who says I can't hijack the memory from this computer *grins*) and all sorts of lovely stuff.
I feel rather long-winded today, not quite as long winded as Victor Hugo. 300 pages down, only 1,100 more to go, heh.
All I have to say now is this: If when I die I'm suddenly endowed with all of the knowledge I want without any effort, I'd be in some sort of hell. Seriously. If I can't work for what i want or put effort into things to become better it'd be Hell. The same goes if there are no paintbrushes/pencils in "Heaven." I'd die . .. again . . . and I'd find myself in Hell. Because I doubt that God would be so cruel to deny us of our talents and the chance to develop them beyond mortal life.
Now I'm going to run away, read my scriptures, and pass out upon my red-checkered bed sheets (they came while we were gone, woo! It's going to take some getting used to, that's for sure).
