Stop wasting time before time wastes me

1. watching colbert nation online
2. watching jon stewart’s Daily show online

... and that is books that I only sort of enjoy. I have to stop feeling compelled to finish books that I find stupid.

And a corollary to this… be a bit more picky about the books i pick up. Case in point, I decided to pick up a chicklit book on the way out of the library on Friday evening, good for public transit rides all over the place. however, it is pretty bad. that’s all well and good, these things happen—a book doesn’t live up to its initial promise.

but why then do i feel compelled to continue reading the book to the very end, eh?

that’s it.

was about to say to self, how bout just one little game before work, but no. now is the time to say no.

victory.

and need to stop.

i need to…

to Cubis

And soon we are going home
To the place where we dream

Till then be here with me
You who are dear to me
Be my evil twin, you my only friend

_{I lurve Tanya D}

ulrich muehe died at the weekend, aged 54 of stomach cancer.

just received this via friends reunited:

Hi, If you have received this message in error, I guess I should apologise, but if you attended Marling School, or Stroud High School and graduated in 1988, my intention was to say hello, and remind you that next summer will be the 20th anniversary of getting absurdly drunk, and celebrating the end of A-levels by seeing how many people we could fit on Tim Jessups Renault 5, whilst he pulled hand brake turns around Stewart Hodges field. [strange that he forgets to mention Jez getting run over in a tent (not by Tim Jessup’s Renault 5, i hasten to add) and ending up – with tyre marks across his chest – in hospital, on telly, and in The Sun. he was fine thank goodness. or mark falling off the wall, being careful to hand annabel his beer as he did so. or indeed zanna managing somehow to break her glasses on the night before leaving to become a chambermaid in Hamburg. ah well, i suppose a lot happened that night.] I am living in the US, have been for about 12 years and have become absurdly disconnected with life in the UK. I am planning a trip back to the UK in late July, early August of next year, and thought it might be fun to organize a get together. It really doesn’t have to be anything formal, or even on the date currently specified, I just thought if I gave everyone a years heads-up, maybe we could manage to organize a ** up in a brewery. No idea if any of you are planning one already, if so maybe we could pool resources. Either way, if you are interested drop me a line. Twenty years, where the hell did the time go? Cheers Richard Lee

indeed, richard lee, whoever you may be, twenty years, where the hell did the time go?

And meet me presently at Berkeley Castle.
I should to Plashy too:
But time will not permit. All is uneven,
And everything is left at six and seven.

The sun is getting dim
Will we pay for who we been

~ having a bit of a tori moment here ~