Day 2 Post 2 Iteration 1

Amateur nude photos are my favorite kind of porn. I can't decide if it's cause it seems more real or if it's because I get excited by the idea it might turn out to be someone I recognize, like an ex-lover.

I also like hi-res pictures, is that weird?

Most other people I know feel intrigued/amused by simple math coincidences but I'm amused by more complex ones. It doesn't make me feel smarter, just more alone.

This blog is starting to feel like a personal, very large post-secret but nothing I'm putting here is secret, it just may not be anything anyone wants to know.

Why are you reading this by the way? Reddit down? Housemates too annoying to be around?

I get to find out some, most likely, terrible news tomorrow that might radically change my next 6-12 months. No, it's not a baby. I'm trying not to think about it too hard. The contents of which will probably end up on my less funny blog. Why do you think I took the ambien so early?

A lot of the things I like are on separate ends of their respective spectrum. I think I have an addictive personality but I also think psychologists are crack-pots.

Vinegar is more attractive to flies than honey is.

Generally my first intuitive reaction is correct but I don't always know why. That's more frustrating than not knowing at all.

I'm looking forward to my art project with a techie friend of mine but I have no idea when I'll have time to learn C and then program something useful in it.

I'll stop here. My insomnia allowing I won't be making a late night post but stay tuned.