Alcohol injects randomness into our lives. That's how it manages to get out of our routinely lives, out of our comfort zone, and makes us try out new things, because situations suddenly begin to be different from the ones we're used to. Also, our senses are not as keen as usually. So we gotta act in whatever way we can.
The world is toooooo fucking NORMAL sometimes. Predictable, routinely, comfortable, stable. That's why unusual people are NEEDED. And that's why they sometimes work HARD to inject fucking randomness into this stagnant pool of human sludge. Optimizers know what I'm talking about... too stable a search leads to local fucking optimums.
This happens much more often than I would expect it to. I hypothesize the current measurement and the interval predictions are obtained from different weather services. If it is not so, shame on your predictions' accuracies.
The moon glows in full circle looks down on traffic down below A bird platoon sweeps the horizon gifting me a morning showMeanwhile I stare at the street in anxious contemplation the bus ain't here and my mind is clear so I fake some inspirationThe bus is come, so now I wait inside the warmer bus My therapy thing begins in seven so getting fast there would be a plusAnd now I'm here, and it's quite clear that the front door is locked So much for being here on time I hope Chris han't forgotSo it turned out that Chris was in, and I just had to buzz him. He pushed and squeezed muscles and skin, so no knots would be blocking.And now I'm almost back at home, and I kinda need to pee. Good thing I've still a lot of time cause my classes start at three.