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./~ The sky goes on and on for you and me ~\.
The only way to solve the congestion problem entirely is to put the entire population into a black hole. There will be no-one to use cars hence much less car use. There will be no demand for goods so there will be no demand for goods transport. And if we do it carefully we can research possible solutions to the teleportation problem at the same time, because the second-best way to solve the congestion problem is to discover instantaneous matter transportation (which can be done from a small carryable unit, so that there isn't congestion to and from terminals).
Then I had to explain to the class what a black hole does to you when you're put in, which I only have a sketchy, New Scientist type knowledge of anyway. And Emma insisted that she didn't think it was funny. Personally, today was one of those days where the complicated death of large quantities of people seems highly amusing, or at least better than facing an endless succession of such days.
./~ I must have been blind
To carry a torch
For most of my life ~\.
The school's motto is 'we carry the torch of life'. I'm not drowning, I'm just floating. Downstream. Towards a waterfall. With rocks in.
I do not like the colour red. It's not that I actively dislike it, it's just that I don't like it. I prefer to wear colours other than red. I prefer to set my colours on computers up with colours other than red. I don't mind dark red as much as I do bright reds. I also do not like the colour orange. Yellow is not a particular favourite either. The colours I like start at deep/dark reds (blood reds) and end at peppermint greens. I like blue. I don't know why I am telling you about colours. I just have to do something, or I really will be insane. And that would be a terrible waste of someting. What, I'm not sure.
How do you spell terrific?
./~ I turn sideways to the sun
And in a moment I am gone ~\.
I appear to be doing NaNoWriMo. I'm not entirely sure why. It's not as if I have excessive quantities of motivation to go round, and I suspect I'll use it all up on NaNo and not use it for the supposedly important things, like schoolwork and interviews, and they'll mop up anything that's left leaving me no motivation whatsoever for anything important/useful/nonpointless. I feel like starting early just to make it even more viciously pointless and stupid. I'm busy destroying myself every other way - why not kill this off too?
!yay for dying on frame advance.
The only way to solve the congestion problem entirely is to put the entire population into a black hole. There will be no-one to use cars hence much less car use. There will be no demand for goods so there will be no demand for goods transport. And if we do it carefully we can research possible solutions to the teleportation problem at the same time, because the second-best way to solve the congestion problem is to discover instantaneous matter transportation (which can be done from a small carryable unit, so that there isn't congestion to and from terminals).
Then I had to explain to the class what a black hole does to you when you're put in, which I only have a sketchy, New Scientist type knowledge of anyway. And Emma insisted that she didn't think it was funny. Personally, today was one of those days where the complicated death of large quantities of people seems highly amusing, or at least better than facing an endless succession of such days.
./~ I must have been blind
To carry a torch
For most of my life ~\.
The school's motto is 'we carry the torch of life'. I'm not drowning, I'm just floating. Downstream. Towards a waterfall. With rocks in.
I do not like the colour red. It's not that I actively dislike it, it's just that I don't like it. I prefer to wear colours other than red. I prefer to set my colours on computers up with colours other than red. I don't mind dark red as much as I do bright reds. I also do not like the colour orange. Yellow is not a particular favourite either. The colours I like start at deep/dark reds (blood reds) and end at peppermint greens. I like blue. I don't know why I am telling you about colours. I just have to do something, or I really will be insane. And that would be a terrible waste of someting. What, I'm not sure.
How do you spell terrific?
./~ I turn sideways to the sun
And in a moment I am gone ~\.
I appear to be doing NaNoWriMo. I'm not entirely sure why. It's not as if I have excessive quantities of motivation to go round, and I suspect I'll use it all up on NaNo and not use it for the supposedly important things, like schoolwork and interviews, and they'll mop up anything that's left leaving me no motivation whatsoever for anything important/useful/nonpointless. I feel like starting early just to make it even more viciously pointless and stupid. I'm busy destroying myself every other way - why not kill this off too?
!yay for dying on frame advance.
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Date: 2002-10-29 11:44 am (UTC)From:I think you just captured my mood du jour there.
*hugs*