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[brigdh]

Wow. Sleep deprivation is neat.

I've been walking around all day, thinking things like "Walking is fun! One leg moves, and then the other! It's a whole... trade-off... thing. Yeah."

And naps. Naps are fun too.

Mmmmm, naaaaaaaaps.

And writing! Writing is weird, yo, if you really think about it. Not writing as in a story, but writing as in actually picking up a pen and making a letter on a paper. Because. Like, there's only twenty-six letters, and they all look pretty much alike. Just lines and curves. But if I make a curve here, and then a line there, it's a word, a word with meaning, and then I make a few more lines and it's a sentence, and then it's a thought. And someone could come, fifty years later, and I could be dead, but they could still read exactly what I was thinking today. Because of some squiggles I drew on paper.

Dude. That is deep. Or possibly nonsense.

I'm not responding to anyone right now, even though I'm obviously online, because I'm not sure it would make much sense. Also because nap soon = good. But I read your various emails/LJ posts, and I deposit random hugs, giggles, or ooh! at new icons for y'all. Select which one you need. I will respond with more sense later.

Nap now? Yes.

Comments

[thebratqueen.livejournal.com]

Hee! You remind me of a friend of mine when he was drunk:

"Water is so cool! You can drink it! You can swim in it! You can wash with it..."

[kyuri.livejournal.com]

But water is cool! =O And the art of writing is deep. People just don't appreciate it. And it's only when your mind is too incoherent to care about the "logical" things that you can recall the small wonders that everyone takes for granted. Like walking. Or blinking. Or having opposable thumbs *wiggles thumbs* See.

.... I must need some sleep too.

[wordsofastory.livejournal.com]

Oooo, thumbs. *stares in wonder* That is cool.

Hee. Heehee.

Sleep is fun!

[wordsofastory.livejournal.com]

:) Sleep deprivation, drunk, it's all good. I mean, as long as it helps you appreciate the little things, like water and walking and writing. Huh. Maybe it's a 'w' thing.

[amet.livejournal.com]

Okay, what kind of funky shite are you on, and who's giving it to you? Can I smack them? It's not your sister, is it? I've heard siamese twins have delicate systems, we don't want you to hurt yourself... :P

[wordsofastory.livejournal.com]

I'n not on anything! Except life. I am high on life. Wheeeeeeeeeeeeee, life!! Oh, and a chair. I'm on a chair too, because how else would I sit at my desk?

Wheeeeeeeeeeeee, chair!!

Huh. Or possibly my sister's started taking those pills from the guy who lives in the alley again. I hate it when she does that.

[amet.livejournal.com]

You and your newfangled chair. And here I am roughing it on the floor.

Your sister needs to lay off the juice, my friend. It's not healthy. Guys in alleys are not to be trusted.

[sephyelysian.livejournal.com]

*grins* Yes, hallucinatory states of consciousness are always entertaining. I refuse to take a nap at this point because I need my sleep-deprived lucidity to get through my final tonight... but you go ahead and sleep. ^_^ Tis good for you and I can share the writing I did when I was supposed to be studying with you later.

*big hugs* Now...You, nap!

[wordsofastory.livejournal.com]

Eeeeee, writing! Yay, yay, yay!

Aw, but I don't have anything to show you. I had classes all day and then there was napness.

But good luck on the final... which is, um, probably over by now. But good luck anyway!

Re:

[sephyelysian.livejournal.com]

It's over... I'll see you online later. ^_-

[solis.livejournal.com]

HAHAHAHAHA! You need to SLEEP, gurl!!

[wordsofastory.livejournal.com]

Yes. Yes, I do. XD