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Entries this day: Magnitude Yuuko Magnitude 1:28pm JST Sunday 8 February 2004 Orders of magnitude are interesting. I imagine that were we in a base 9 counting system, or base 11, they would be equally interesting, if slightly less or more dramatic. But the general idea is the same. Some things are really big and some are really small. Right now I'm rambling after wondering why the heck time goes so slowly when we are living it and so quickly when we read about it. Just glossing over, or more often completely ignoring generations, centuries, epochs, eras. (which are bigger?) And I note that things that are closer to us, we see more clearly, with more details seeming relevant. This is true through spacial dimensions and time dimensions. Other dimensions seem likely the same. Blah blah blah I had been wondering incessantly, wtf to do from day to day in order to do something big with my life. Five orders of magnitude. How can we even *compare* them? Four orders of magnitude, arguably, but still it's a big fucking difference. permalinkYuuko 11:16am JST Monday 9 February 2004 Last night after work, Yuuko picked me up and we went to an italian restaurant near my house. Amazingly, Dan was outside on Bluey (his bicycle) expecting his language exchange person. She wasn't going to be there for another 30 minutes, so we all met back at the crib and played hackeysack for about 25 minutes, including a hand version, including Dan headbutting the sack into the kitchen, causing a huge racket of all the recycling bottles and stuff, and we sang hackey sack songs and it was great. When it was time for Dan to rock out, he frantically ran back and forth from the front door to his room, forgetting things (hat, keys, book (*)), as I read _MR Brave_ to Yuuko, helping her understand the plot. (*) "It's difficult being me" says Dan. After the book, I was tired and when I get tired I get more horny and it was time to either start biting Yuuko's neck or send her home, so I sent her home. No need to complicate things right now. Fuck that. permalink |