Famous!

My little brother, RC plays trombone! And apparently he just had his first concert. I'm so proud of him and excited about all of this. Along the same lines, I happened to find this lovely gem of a video.

I'm a fan. Hoorah.

In other news, I'm having some serious trouble being serious about this mini-fake paper. People wasting my time in faux educational pursuits bothers me. This is unimportant. Important. Unimportant.

Bothered

One of my pet peeves is an automated bathroom. If the spout freaks, you get a continual stream of water that no plain Jane can fix by turning the handle. Often, the water is extremely hot or extremely cold. Automated flushing mocks the abilities of the common man, while typically either flushing far too many times (thus wasting water) or never flushing and defeating the purpose of the mechanism. I feel like doing things the old fashioned way and making sure to wash your hands thoroughly should be sufficient. Here lies a continuation of my doubt of unneeded technology.

Jainey

Jain is one of my co-info deskers. Jain writes poems. Here are two of my favorite.

The Info
The info deskers
are those with creative ways
to say "I don't know."

Divine Comedy
I'm sorry my friends of information,
but there's no more Divine Comedy to my desolation.
Sold out in six hours,
but we have ours!
and offer them no consolation.

Before I can speak, we're dancing again

I think if I went the next month without saying anything to anyone I'd be okay. I think I'll let other people do the talking for me for a little while.

STRUTH

I have some lovely, lovely characters in my life, and this summer is going to be heaps good.

People are creepy.

And then one day I found myself severely disconnected. No desire to speak or listen: just watch, just sleep.

Just sleep.