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Cold descending
Feb. 24th, 2006 10:11 amI feel like crap. I'm putting off going to bed as long as possible because I imagine I'll feel sixty times worse when I wake up. I hate colds. I hate that razorblades in your throat feeling, and my sinuses going to hell. I especially hate it when it's just half of my head. Bah.
I spent the night reading Rolling Stone and marveling at how nutty Mariah can seem in a perfectly decent article/interview. Despite my better judgement, I also read the epic on the Vision. Or, as you might find it easier to remember, our crash course with Mars and why humanity is going to go there, come hell or high water.
...Yeah, see, that's what I thought. "Huh?" I vaguely remember this being brought up and snickered at whenever Bush started to push it, and I also remember forgetting it, figuring, "No.Way." Apparently not everyone at NASA agreed with the No Way school of thought. Mars or Bust. Bust being the opperative word.
I'll admit I'm biased against anything that would put humanity on Mars for a couple of reasons. 1) Any place that hellbent on being toxic? Deserves to be left alone. 2) Humanity's already fucked up one planet, do we really need to try and take out another? Isn't that kind of greedy? 3) I read The Season of Passage entirely too many times. Mars=EVIL.
All of my insanity aside, if you pretty much have to kill every other project they've got going to work on something that we don't even have the technology to do now [and if you kill said projects, you'll delay the technology and that will in turn delay your race to the red planet and oh my, did you feel that? We're in a bit of a loop, aren't we?] then maybe now isn't the time to press for your reach for the stars? Sure, give it a kick in the bum, what the hell. Woo. Worth a read, if you're bored. If you're like me, when they start talking about turning over rocks and "finding out we're not alone in the universe" you might want to scream, "nooooooo! Lauren! Gary! They came back wrong." Or perhaps when discussing the fact that people don't do so well mentally in space? You'll think of zee Russians and the vampires and ohmylord, the horror. Oh yes, I'm a geeky little dork.
Sick. Blah.
Entered photo in Pullip Parade contest. Will lose in a most spectacular way. Pondering how wise it is to have what ammounts to a popularity contest in the form of BtP on PP. PS makes sense. Smaller board yet there's this feeling that you haven't gotten to know everyone yet. PP it feels different. Then again, I've had what amounts to an entire bag of cough drops. I think that's over the legal limit.
Cry for me, Argentina. I hate being sick. :/
I spent the night reading Rolling Stone and marveling at how nutty Mariah can seem in a perfectly decent article/interview. Despite my better judgement, I also read the epic on the Vision. Or, as you might find it easier to remember, our crash course with Mars and why humanity is going to go there, come hell or high water.
...Yeah, see, that's what I thought. "Huh?" I vaguely remember this being brought up and snickered at whenever Bush started to push it, and I also remember forgetting it, figuring, "No.Way." Apparently not everyone at NASA agreed with the No Way school of thought. Mars or Bust. Bust being the opperative word.
I'll admit I'm biased against anything that would put humanity on Mars for a couple of reasons. 1) Any place that hellbent on being toxic? Deserves to be left alone. 2) Humanity's already fucked up one planet, do we really need to try and take out another? Isn't that kind of greedy? 3) I read The Season of Passage entirely too many times. Mars=EVIL.
All of my insanity aside, if you pretty much have to kill every other project they've got going to work on something that we don't even have the technology to do now [and if you kill said projects, you'll delay the technology and that will in turn delay your race to the red planet and oh my, did you feel that? We're in a bit of a loop, aren't we?] then maybe now isn't the time to press for your reach for the stars? Sure, give it a kick in the bum, what the hell. Woo. Worth a read, if you're bored. If you're like me, when they start talking about turning over rocks and "finding out we're not alone in the universe" you might want to scream, "nooooooo! Lauren! Gary! They came back wrong." Or perhaps when discussing the fact that people don't do so well mentally in space? You'll think of zee Russians and the vampires and ohmylord, the horror. Oh yes, I'm a geeky little dork.
Sick. Blah.
Entered photo in Pullip Parade contest. Will lose in a most spectacular way. Pondering how wise it is to have what ammounts to a popularity contest in the form of BtP on PP. PS makes sense. Smaller board yet there's this feeling that you haven't gotten to know everyone yet. PP it feels different. Then again, I've had what amounts to an entire bag of cough drops. I think that's over the legal limit.
Cry for me, Argentina. I hate being sick. :/
