neuroimagining
It's alright. I'm judging me, too.

Also I feel like life up to this point has been a gradual progression of “you know what yeah maybe I am that radical and maybe I should stop letting people act like that would be a bad thing.”

oh god someone on my facebook 

i can’t fucking handle this

posted this video that i’m not actually listening to but you know how it lets the video play now if you don’t scroll past it

that says something about “Israel’s alleged mistreatment of Palestinians”

ALLEGED MISTREATMENT

I AM NOT SURE BUT AREN’T THEY BOMBING THE SHIT OUT OF HOUSES FILLED WITH FAMILIES AND LITTLE CHILDREN

cannot with some of these people

xlestatx72:

Cats and Technology!

Ho hum I used to think by the time I was this age I would be like completely cool and secure and suave and just ridiculously comfortable with my (awesome) self

and now I think probably I’m just getting better at playing a role? Which is one way to do confidence, I guess? I mean I like this character, I think she is sort of interesting and a bit flawed but generally not-awful and like evolving in some important ways and that’s cool, I just don’t really know how much of her is, like, real? And/or how much of her is actually me?

It’s just weird because I feel like at this point in life I actually have sligghtttttly better command of the space I’m taking up and like fluidity of language, at least sometimes, but I don’t feel like those skills are fully mine. Or like when I use them I don’t know if I’m being fully me. 

SO THERE’S YOUR WEEKLY DOSE OF MY WEIRD INTROSPECTION, TUMBLR-FRIENDS.

I want something else. I’m not even sure what to call it anymore except I know it feels roomy and it’s drenched in sunlight and it’s weightless and I know it’s not cheap. It’s probably not even real.

Mark Z. Danielewski, House of Leaves (via larmoyante)

Okay, if you didn’t sing that first sentence, we maybe can’t be friends?

If you still don’t know what song I’m talking about, we might not be ever.

Update, I did it, I bought the thing, I am going to dress like a space-dragon and none of you can stop me.

biostatisticsryangoslingreturns:

Thanks for the idea Sally!

Oh, Goz, of course.

Eugene:
why do you like this?! it looks like you belong in eragon
Me:
how can you not like this?!?!? it's like spaceman meets scaly monster!
Eugene:
oh well if that's the look you're going for it's perfect then

I am blaming Debussy for what is sure to be permanent pinky damage though.

(This is clearly my fault, I should be more careful of it, I don’t think one gets injured playing the right way ever, but sometimes that’s harder than others.)

Also I practiced tonight and not for a million minutes but I think most of the minutes were really effective so that’s cooollllll

I am learning to be really dissatisfied—like, to focus on my mistakes and refuse to ignore them and obsess over them and demand better from myself—and that is maybe a bad thing to generalize to living life or something, but is a really good thing for music practice I think. 

For a while I’ve been thinking I just don’t have and probably never had that kind of obsessive dedication, and actually I still don’t have that much of it, but the fact that I suddenly notice more of it in myself suggests that’s a thing you can learn that doesn’t have to be inherent. And more is better than zero.

SO THAT’S COOL TOO.

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