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[bologna1417]

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[simply-stephanie93]

How my mornings start. #morphe #goodmorningpost #goodmorning #donuts #coffee #coffeetime #glamour #fashionblogger #fashion #donttalktomebeforemycoffee

[suicidalidea]

I’ve started to say “fuck it” and am using an alarm clock again. I would rather sacrifice a little of the joy in waking up naturally for having the precise control needed to accomplish what little I have/want to do. 

If it’s worth doing, it’s worth doing in the AM. I like the afternoons for napping waaaaaaay too much. Especially during these last fleeting days of warm summer sun. 

I remember the years I spent in uniform, in the cold New Hampshire winters, in a perpetually cyclic routine of fear, frustration, and anxiety. Years I missed napping in the sun and other great joie de vie. (All grammar corrections will be met with math challenges. Because at least it’ll be fun for me. Also, I plan to steal borrow heavily from Gardner, The Moscow Puzzles, Winning Ways for your mathematical plays (Can we all admit John Conway should be a hero of ours?(Not as if I think my opinion has the position/authenticity/instrinsic-kind-of-worthiness to judge that sort of genius. Just that he seems genuinely badass)).

*Note, I am awful about following through. Do not expect replies from me in the form of mathematical challenges. At best I’ll send you a friendly, “Check out this fucking asshole. What are you some kind of fucking asshole or something?” *Philly Accent* Or I’ll send a strange ramble about air waves, symbols, symbols of symbols, and acceptable lexicon and the blind consent of something or rather.

*return to text*

*Note, My deepest desire is for someone, somewhere with an English accent to think, “I rather agree with this loony young man.” Only then will the state of man be determined, or maybe nothing. 

*Return to text*

Anyways, back on track, alarm clocks and things to complete. It’s nice waking up with the sun rise. The cool morning air against my blanket warmed body. Getting to take the puppy out bright and early. She always seems very excited to see me in the mornings. True happiness, the absence of some absence. Her longing and loneliness subside. Pushed from her very vessel by the delight of her owner, the morning pee, the morning walk, and the morning meal. Life is often very tough for such cute puppies. 

Some mornings are 2 liters of coffee type of mornings. I spend this particular morning, as I do most mornings, fasting (Except water and coffee). More of a consequence habit at this point. I told my religious Aunt, when asked, that, “It helps me feel God.” She changed the subject, bless her. I’ve maintained an ideal weight strictly with regular fasting and living a non-sedentary life. Taking long walks at school instead of going to class <-- My favorite pastime.  

*Note, I cannot tell the difference between coffee. My palate is not sensitive/sophisticated enough to differentiate. It’s all bitter bean water that I put another animal’s milk into, I’m really not worried about subtle notes of lies. My body only has 2 reactions when I am putting substances into it. 

1. This is good, keep putting it into you, tasty.

2. Nope. Gross. Stop putting it into you.

Any differentiation further than that is just bullshit narrative. This is completely subjective. I respect that other people can “tell the difference between “blend name” & “Other blends or whatever.”” It must be nice being so special, the truest being in existence. 

*return to text*

When I feel properly ready to stop coasting off the fitness of my youth/feel ready to start beating myself in a gym I think I am going to just lift heavy. Real slow work outs, heavy weights/ Mixed with walks & living human (dancing, love-making, moving, climbing, playing with dogs, rolling in mud, sniffing butts, I’m a dog.).

I don’t mean to seem materialistic/flashy showing off my $600 computer stand. It was honestly the most simple, most quick on hand solution available. Plus maybe it’ll inspire some lazy business student that they are not limited to just taking the easy-to-pass “Volcanoes” & “Oceans” science courses. I didn’t even stay in the neuroscience class (it wasn’t available to my catalog year any longer, replaced it with a Dystopian Literature Humanities course that blew my fucking mind), but I did end up having a really fun introductory Human Genetics course later instead. (I downloaded that one from the internet, just P.M. for a copy, Lol, jk, that’s illegal, I buy my books. Even when I don’t end up needing them. #Ethics &#IntellectualProperty)(Buy books you don’t even need, even if you’re not in college. At least they can serve as reminders of the limits our own knowledge.)(#AmazonKindle, #AmazonBooks, #SpendmoneyonthingssoIcangetapieceofthepieonthisadvertisingdollar)

The Logitech G710 mechanical keyboard is supreme. Top-notch piece of hardware. Just Google for “Amazon” and then look up “G710″, it’s the perfect gift for the strange, angry, dissenting black sheep of the family. Remind them during the stolen pagan holiday season or during the indulgent worship-of-self-”Birthday” that despite their hatred for materialistic pursuits you really care and show it with something they will love!

Here are some dog pictures;

[thedirtmag]

Morning coffee and morning garden. A fully integrated daily experience. #donttalktomebeforemycoffee #java #coffee #morningcoffee #sunflowers #coffeeinthegarden #thedirtonorganicgardening

[thestuffofmine]

Day 25: Mummy #drawlloween #donttalktomebeforemycoffee #whatyearisit