If it falls on you, we're just going to bury you out here.

So, if there's one thing I'm jealous of, it's my buddy Andy's blog. Reading his made me want to start my own. The thing is, though, is that his entries really show his education and knowledge of philosophy really shines through. He can easy and entertainingly pull back the skin of things and show the fun gooey stuff underneath. I get caught in the skin most times and I try to make sense of the interior of the structure by how the outside looks. Then I just fake it till I make it. The single thing that got me through just about every paper I wrote in college is that I never doubted whatever it was that I was trying to say, regardless of how much or how little proof I had or if I even believed what I was saying.

It's been four months or so since I had my last hair cut. I intend to get a trim in the next week or so, but I'm thinking about how much to get taken off. Should I grow it out? I've got to say, while I'm used to it short now as it's almost been two years, but if I entered The Matrix my hair would be long.

I've started carrying a little notebook in order to jot down my thoughts so that they don't disappear into the little ether where all my random thoughts go. I mean they will. I can't write down an actual thought, but I can put a thread on it to pull it back in or find it later.

But it's late and I'm tired. My mom is home from the hospital, and it's wonderful.