The Deer From Crystal Lake
Wondering where I am at the moment? Look behind you. If you did decide to look behind you, you were too slow. If you didn’t, I’m still there. Just so you don’t wear yourself out trying to see me, you’ll always be too slow. There’s no way you can prove that I wasn’t there, and that is what sort of bothers me. Anyways… On Sunday night, I was walking back to my room from the place where I was parking my car. It is about a fifteen to twenty minute walk if you decide to completely stay in the light, but you can shorten the distance by taking a shortcut through a small wooded section. This wooded section is like one of the trails you

My Favorite Show Ever!
Whose Line Is It Anyway? is my favorite television show, and Collin Mochrie and Ryan Stiles are two of the best improv players I have ever seen.

Don’t Forget to Remember, But Remember to Forget
Walking to and from class always seems to come with its share of experiences. Whether you are simply going over your thoughts for the day or nearly get hit by a car, something interesting always seems to pop up. I guess I should clarify my idea  interesting. While almost getting side-swiped by a motorist may seem interesting to anyone, it’s the random thoughts that may not put wind into everyone’s sails. I have a very imaginative mind and so it is easy for me to take a thought about an essay I have to turn in at three and turn it into me riding a Deinonychus (this is the dinosaur that the Velociraptor in Jurassic Parkwas based on; it’s just easier t

Insomnia Seems Easier
Well, it has been a while since I really posted anything substantial, so I’m going to try and get my thoughts out now. Thoughts may be a bad word actually, dreams would probably better. I am not going to explain any of the dreams I have had, I just want to go into some of the stranger parts of sleeping and dreaming. I’m not even sure I have an opinion on any of this, it just  to be on my mind at the moment. Dreams are, according to Wikipedia, the realities of the unconscious mind. This doesn’t really explain to me anything at all. The “realities” of our unconscious mind? I was under the impression that the only reality was the one I experi