` I'm sorry, I really do mean to pack up shop and leave. This hideout isn't exactly a place I'd prefer to stay, though I have had to put up with worse.
` As it is, the water supply is so contaminated that even showering isn't a good idea. Not only that, but the scurrying noises coming from the crawlspace are really starting to worry me.
` It's also about 280 degrees Kelvin in here, which means that I constantly need to wear a jacket. I suppose I prefer that, though, as it helps to keep everything fresh.
` The important thing is that I have electricity, which is all I really need at the moment.
` Anyway, what have I been doing here besides scheming? Exploiting crazy homeless people for safety tests of my new antidenial drug. (Believe me, some of them could really use it!) If all goes well, I shall be able to more easily break down any barriers that have formed in my mind.
` It will probably hurt a great deal - if the tortured screams and heightened stress responses are any gauge - though I don't see any reason why I should not continue with this project.
` You see, I need to strip away any mental blockages I have in order to literally pull myself together in order to get through the times ahead.
` Really, I recommend this to anyone and everyone who has any type of difficulty accepting things. Which, I admit, I've had in the past. I don't want that anymore, though I am, unfortunately, still suffering some of the effects.
` What I want is to keep all the parts of my mind out in the open, so as to be easily utilized, rather than blindly root through my psyche as if it were a cabinet full of unlabeled files.
` I mean, you just can't live that way, not able to see your own thoughts.
` Personally, I think that this is everyone's dream, at least at some time in their lives. It is a common human flaw, to deny reality. Any effects from this denial, if any, are expected to be problematic.
` So, if I ever perfect this serum without killing myself, I shall have to offer it up for sale.
` Hey, I need the money!
` Well, I'd better go. Whatever is lurking in the crawlspace may turn out to be useful to me....
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There's no such unit as "degrees Kelvin". It's just "Kelvin"; for example, the boiling point of water is approximately 373 Kelvins.
` Yes, I know that! I only say 'degrees Kelvin' because it's been years since I've had anyone else to tell me otherwise...
` ...Until now.
` Whoever you are.
` And you see, this is but one small example of what antidenial serum might change about me: Otherwise, I'd have to deprogram myself the old-fashioned way.
Ah, yes, the old-fashioned way, where you have to tie yourself up and force yourself to listen to Enya all day!
Well! It's nice you let me in here, finally! I tried to leave a comment on the first post, but it said that only Bloggers were allowed!
I was like; what's the big idea, shutting out non-Bloggers like that? Outrage!
But then you changed it. You were thinking of me, weren't you? ^^
` Ahh, yes, as a matter of fact, I was!
` You see, I didn't realize the default setting for comments was 'Bloggers Only'.
` Sorry about that.
` Also, I'd deprogram myself the 'old fashioned' way if it were not for the enormous shortage of Enya CDs.
` Y'know, because in times of hardship, I'm... creatively resourceful.
You can always make your own Enya CDs by harnessing the power of Kazaa. Self-deprogramming falls under fair use laws, right?
For the record, dm stands for darkmatter. I wandered over here and saw a nit begging to be picked.
The thing is, these pieces of psyche, I think its a little more like silly putty then it is individual objects. You can push it around, make seemingly new things, but I've fund that they blend into each other too much to ever really separate them. But remember. If you pull really hard and really fast, you can snap it.
` Aw, who needs Kazaa when you can mooch CDs off of friends?
` Nice to see you, DarkMatter!
` And that's true... the mind is like silly putty, and it does snap! After all, mine has many times.
` What I'm trying to do is push everything back into one cohesive shape that I can navigate.
` It's tricky to plot... like spacetime.
Hey,
I'm here, too. Just hangin'
Miss you, and stay safe.
i got your card!
I LOVE IT!!!!!
It is hanging on my fridge!!!!
HOORAY!!!
That Frankenstein envelope was cool, too!!!!!
` Ah! ^^ It's good to know that my monstrosity of an envelope was sturdy enough to hold up to the rigors of the U.S. Postal Service.
` And Wed-nes-day, it's good to know you're here, too... I could use another evil minion!
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