blindness

i had lasik today. and i can see now; everything is the same caliber of hazy. like i'm looking through a sheer white fabric. and my eyes are a little tender, sore, and irritated. like i have one stubborn grain of sand under each lid. hot sand.

this is fine. but what was frightening was the first step of the procedure. they apply a glass plate (with considerable pressure) to the eye. and you lose your sight. things go black, and shady and slow. and that was terrifying. what did i think i was doing? screwing with my eyes? that's like messing with time-space. you just don't do it.

but turns out it was ok. they knew what they were doing, and the velvet-voiced surgeon was very skilled.

i'm glad. i'd do it again. but maybe with more than 1 valium.

outerspacemen

how stupid and petty do we look from the outside?

imagine. any other species out there encounters us and observes. one human goes out of their way to make another angry or frustrated. one human takes something from another... steals. for no reason.

we're so petty.

i'm going to start a mental utopia. and people that act in ways that would seem strange or unbelievable to another species will not be allowed in.

and we'll have great music, and a strobe light, and farscape.

perhaps i'm watching too much of the latter.

reason #387

he drives like air is a threat. that space between his front bumper and the rear bumper of the car in front. it's the worst enemy ever conceived. it mush be eradicated. hurry. get there. yeah, now slam on the breaks. wait, it's reconstructing itself out of nowhere! get there, hurry, squish it! oh my god, there's a bigger space on the right, and that car doesn't even care about squishing it. go, get it. help him. hurry.

he doesn't create a ballet, like an efficient driver, gracefully weaving in and out of traffic in a safe, superior way; he offends space and time. his style is an abberation; jolting, dangerous, and comical.

they say OCD is favoring the application of irrational habits and needs at the cost of efficiency and reason.

mission

i'm writing this with the FULL anticipation that no-one i know will ever read this.

if they do, i fear i will be alienating a great portion of the people i know... all in the name of comedy.