3/7/06
At work, I always stop work at 9:11 a.m.. For a whole minute I sit there and do absolutely nothing out of fear that I will seriously fuck up. Malyss put this idea in my head and September 11th, 2001 reinforced it for me.
if you must know
As seen in yesterday's entry, here's the equipment that I used to take those blurry pictures.

My telescope is a Celestron Firstscope 80 with an equatorial mount. My camera is a Kodak DC3200 which is pretty bare bones.

Basically I aimed the telescope at something, put the camera against the eyepiece and took pictures.

I stumbled across a how-to for converting a webcam into something that can be used to take astronomical pictures. Maybe I can get something together by the end of March.

space travel
Humans are always looking for amenable environments out in space. NASA has a short list of potential stars to seek out terrestrial planets once the Terrestrial Planet Finder is in orbit.

Reckon the purpose is to find more real estate since no one's making more land on Earth.

I'm adamant in thinking that humans are just looking for new races and species to fuck. Who would be able to fuck some silicon based lifeform that lives in a cytherian environment? A liquid being that's well below the freezing point of water?

hi there
Introspection is stupid. After work, I was wondering about my life. Basically I'm just trying to get to the point where I can not bother with the rest of the world. I don't want to be involved with people. All I want is a place out in the middle of nowhere where the skies are dark and I can pursue astronomy.

Even then, I don't think I would be happy.

I don't know what I want to be happy.

In Yer Dreams
raddidge and I were staying in a huge hotel. We had to check out and raddidge and I were frantic in the bedroom hoping to collect everything we brought so nothing would be left behind. She told me to go downstairs to get something from the lobby.

And here is where my troubles began. Every fifth level was unavailable to me. There were stairs going down but they'd stop one level before the fifth level. Elevators didn't have any buttons for levels divisible by zero or five. Somehow I was able to get past those levels but getting back up to my room was twice as hard. I ran throughout the hallways, opening doors trying to find a stairway, running through conference rooms and interrupting various meetings.

Making matter worse, I knew that raddidge had left the room but I couldn't be sure until I got back there.

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