or: how i learned to stop worrying and love the white  space.

my mind is going. i can feel it. i can feel it. my mind is going. there is no question about it.

it's funny how the colors of the real world only seem really real when you viddy them on the screen.

fate had determined that he should leave none of his race behind him, and that he should finish his life poor, lonely and childless.

all work and no play makes kurt a dull boy.

(i'm keeping it together by listening to this song on repeat)

i finally broke down today and bought a wireless card for my ibook. viva le revoluccion! or something like that. i am posting now sitting in my living room rather than sitting at my desk as i usually do. this is good. we leave tomorrow afternoon for istanbul. a 10 hour flight i believe. hopefully i will be doing a video podcast upon our return and will be posting it on itunes.