This is the lj account of the person known online as nympholept. I also have a website, nympholept.com
I think. I post about the things I think about. Browse this archive of thoughts before adding me.

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( in 2006, I joined the ranks of the braggarts who constantly point out that they've been overseas )
( nympholept probably doesn't mean what you think it means )

It's all very very pointless.

Someone should send trent some condoms.

Since when do friend pages not go back further than 2 weeks?!

Why is it that people I know in real life, who are perfectly functional people who I get along with, are fucking morons on facebook?

(obviously I'm not talking about any of you)

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/American_and_British_English_differences
I conclude that British English is both more fun, and more logical.

Today is father's day: hooray for not being a father!

Listening to NIN, even after a long break it's still not like listening to it for the first time, but it's still ...music to my ears?

I've only forgotten a few words, although there's quite a few lyrics I haven't thought about in a very long time.

I love nine inch nails. <3

edit: is it just me or is the start of Down In It very reminiscent of Rebecca Black's "Friday"?

i think i've finally got the hang of thursdays.

edit: thursday is cancelled this week, i jinxed it.

I should update. i keep going on long walks and compose posts, then lose them by the time i sit down to type.

Oh. Right. The month between July 10 and August 8 is always bad, I forget every year until today, then everything always makes sense in retrospect.

Wow, and the 8th itself was pretty bad too.
Today has been a fucking weird day.
The last week has been fucking weird, the last month has been fucking weird.

I was right, i lost a friend.

http://www.humblebundle.com/ again. There's only 2 days left.
pay what you want for 7 games. If you pay at least the average (us$5.64) you get 5 extra games. (They're just the 5 games from bundle 2)

all win/mac/linux, as usual

I am very impatient.

If there's anything that I've learned since I started learning things, it's that some things are better left unsaid.
Some things are better off not knowing, and some questions are better left unanswered.

And yet, I still yearn to know all.

A new friend has recently told me that I'm too serious, and that it's exhausting to talk to me. I think that's something I've been accused for a few times over the years, and it's not the first time I've been told I'm exhausting to talk to.

I've been trying to drink, but the alcohol seems to have no effect. Not that it ever really did. I still have total recall of the time when I was most drunk, a pinhole worth of tunnel vision in front of me, barely able to walk, squinting up at a street sign, hoping i was going the right way.
There's no stopping my thoughts.

Speaking of which, I've worked out why I can't seem to determine my stages of grief, it's because I apparently enter all stages simultaneously. From what I can see, but I can only see out of these damned eyes.

I miss so many people, but so many people have all of these own lives without me now.
I think that may have been by design, from what I can tell.

Walking in my own footsteps has brought back a lot of forgotten memories, but I can tell that there is still a lot I am missing. But I must be doing something right, because my scars are itching and I'm limping for no reason. (No, that's not a metaphor, despite how well it sounds.)

I've always said that I'm mot a gambler, I've never been a gambler, I've never gambled. Perhaps if I was, I would have learned to stop making all or nothing decisions.
There has never been a plan B. Hell, there has never even been a plan A. There has always been the immediate, and the path of most gain for the immediate future. So all I have is the now, no past and no future.

Speaking of the past, I've unpacked almost all of my old stuff, I've got quite a lot of old cool stuff, it's been like the past 10 years of christmas have all come at once unpacking all of this. Time to catalogue it, take photos and sell it. Well, the stuff I don't burn, at least.

Am I too serious? Do I overthink everything? Have I never not been like this? How the fuck do I stop thinking?

ohhhh, i get it - mal shot first!

http://goape.storenvy.com/products/116172-the-plumber-s-empire
Want.

If you use your evil powers for good - does that make it okay?hi

Jetlag? Limbo? Can't decide.

i miss squirrels

Lazarus Echo? You gotta be kidding me!