5-10-03-Not much today
Lots of work to be done, not much typing. Leaving. Tomorrow. Ten. Early. Must be ready before then. Or I won’t be ready.

The question of informal vs formal has once again come up. It seems that everyone is sufficiently vague in this area, and what ever one person considers good enough, there is always another that believes it far below the set par. Now I have to figure out what exactly I’m supposed to be wearing in all occasions. Or at least this one.

I want to be able to bamf. It would be the coolest thing, and imagine the fun you could have with it. If someone was irritating, through a collective series of techniques, you could drive them completely insane. Things appear, the disappear, they move around. People come and go, sometimes in an instant, voices say things from all around the room. They go insane.
Definitely a good movie, worth every second.

Things are different, surprises are always the same. No matter what happens, a surprise is always unexpected, and can lead to changes in every direction. Thus, when a surprise happens that is bordering on expected, the change can be even more drastic, because nothing was done to interfere with the expected surprise.

The seconds are rapidly sliding to a close. This day will end, and there will only be a small amount of tomorrow in existence to receive the remainder of the times thoughts. For two days, no thoughts will be recorded, or at least none within this medium. A mock session of the 42nd state’s legislatures will be occurring, as well as a test on the understanding of psychological principals and ideas. This will occupy a majority of the remaining time.

Officially, this day is over, but I won’t end it until I go to sleep, and my mind considers it a new day. So today is both the 10th and the 11th of May. But it will soon breakdown it to only the 11th, and the 10th will be no more. I love the little superscript things on numbers, like the th in 4th, the st in 1st, the nd of 22nd, the rd of 3rd. In the end though, they mean little.