The Right Information {{Brain Dump}}

Another brain dump done in class. I have noticed that when I do this in class, the points don't flow so obviously. Probably becuase there are more distractions and stuff than when I do it at my keyboard.

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The deliver the right information
to the right people
in the right form
at the right time.

Form
Function
Mind
Matter
Greed
Power
Animal Reactions

What is the human mind?
Unstructured data.

Oh, a text message.
A welcome distraction.
From someone I actually like hearing from, no less.

Newfags arriving late
They amuse me
I hope they fail.

The 21st Century
Age of the Acronym

Better safe than sorry.
That hunter has Francis!

Management Informations Systems
More reports than there are clouds in the sky.

Marketing deparments are nosy bastards
sticking their fingers where they don't belong.

Class is interesting for a change.
How droll.

Human Resources is a terrible term.
I am more than just a 'resource', thank you very much.

1 job, 150 applicants?
Fight to the death.

Blood, fights, honour.
Sounds like fun.
I am intrigued.

We are all mirrors
that reflect each other's karma

Computers are lost without structure.
Interesting. I could say the same of myself.

Diversions?
I love diversions.
But I digress.

I love open ended questions.
So much potential for mindfuckery.

Hypothesis?
Hypopomous?
Hippopopomous?

How does telling someone to suck your dick make them gay?
Does that make you the gay one, numbskull?

And the shoulder-surfer says:
'LOL, Paul.'

SPSS?
Bloody Acronym Age.

This is the age of hysteria.
One world, controlled the by the media.

Do you know the enemy?
I used to know the enemy
Now, I think the only enemy is myself.
My own weaknesses.

Objective Complete.

The kid behind me is asleep.
I am amused.

Noisy buggers.
STFU and listen.

Get your towels ready
because this shit's about to go down.

Lecture is over
Jack won the bet
Old Dude™ only interrupted twice.
I just lost the game.

Why does love do this to me? {{Brain Dump}}

Why does love do this to me?
I don't know, I don't know.

Well, I sorta know.
I mean, its only human, right?
This selfishness.

Selfish? Shellfish.
Crab is good, but prawn is better.
Love that thousand island dressing.

Easter Island heads singing in tune.

Well the remedy is the experience.
This is a dangerous liason.
I won't worry my life away.
Not anymore.

Putting all this on paper makes me wonder if I am actually insane.
Can an insane man recognise his own lack of sanity?
Or must you be sane to see the lackthereof?

Lack.
My life is pretty damn spiffy.
I am content.
It ain't perfect - there is stuff I lack.
Like a girlfriend.
But I have survived without it thus far, so I think I will continue, if that's quite alright with you.

Contentment is a skill, you know.
I've been practicing.
I've gotten quite good, really.

That isn't to say I don't take steps to improve my lot in life.
But for now, it's the only lot I have, so I may as well enjoy it.

If you find yourself inside a bubble, hold your cloak and wait for me.
Always follow orders, little bees.

Goddamn bees.
Why is something so small and so yellow so damn scary?

Five hundred and ten songs on my playlist.
Is there nothing here I want to listen to?

I stand corrected.
All the time is Jason Mraz time.

Well open up your mind, and see like me.
Open up your hands and damn, you're free.
A look into your heart and you'll find love, love, love, love.

Sappy music is for saps.
And hopeless romantics.
And I love it.

Half my playlist is soloist and acustic guitar.
Is that bad?

I just accidentally the game.
I'm sorry that you had to read that.

Tonight, a comedian died in New York.

I see your name on the marble arch,
Love is not a victory march,
It's a cold and it's a broken Halleujah.

And the hardest part is letting go.
Not taking part.

Nothing ventured, nothing gained.

Whatever.
I'll venture later.

Level up!
I am now a level 42 procrastinator.
I'll go and buy my new spells later.

Mmm, Aion.
Angels, Demons, and the Abyss.
What could be better?

The World.
Try the new MMO called 'Outside'.
Realistic graphics!
Intuitive UI!
Force feedback!
Realistic AI!
A fresh twist on the grind we all know and love!

God this blog is full of random crap.
But then, that was sort of the point to begin with.
I laughed when I found out people read it.
Then I figured out that he wasn't kidding.
WTF, people.

I only have one Jazz song on my playlist.
It happens to be my favourite song.
I don't listen to any other Jazz becuase it couldn't possibly be that good.

Wat.
I don't even.
Who...
I don't understand.
That doesn't make any sense.

I don't understand myself either.
Perhaps least of all.

Nonetheless, this is a triumph.

I'm making a note here:
HUGE SUCESS.
It's hard to overstate my satisfaction.

Anonymous.
We do what we want because we can.

I'd walk ten thousand miles,
ten thousand miles to see you.
And every gasp of breath
I'd grab it just to find you.

Anything for you.

I love you, and I have no idea if you realise it or not.
Crime shame that.
But really, it doesn't matter one way or the other.

For now, that avenue is closed.
Chivalry prevents me from acting.
He holds me back, but I don't resent him for it.
If he didn't, I wouldn't be me.
And if I wasn't me, I probably wouldn't love you.

For now, I can only continue.
Merely wondering what you would say.

“One of the hardest things in life is watching the person you love, love someone else.”

Good joke.
Everybody laugh.
Roll on snare drum.
Curtains.

I just accidentally...

You just lost it.