Queues

I always feel like the line for anything gets longer right after I get to the front.
Not all the time, just most of the time.

Like in restaurants. Or food lines. Or the DMV.

I wonder if there are people that go through life in the middle of lines.

Or even at the end.

Though I guess they'd never know it.

Ratatat was the best concert I have ever been to hands down.

No words.

Also, I have a key to the observatory. And a grappling hook.

I can't taste anything.

Tea just hurts now.

I think I'm gonna look at the stars.

Discover a galaxy, name it after an obscure mathematician, or a Pokémon or something.

It's taking a lot more than usual to make me really happy. I am trying though, really hard. That's gotta count for something?

I have so much tea I don't even know what to do with it.

Maybe I will become lord of the tea eventually.

I will rule with an iron fist.

This cold is making me incoherent.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4_hz2am90Hk&feature=related

Haha I don't know why, but this entire music video makes me laugh, nonstop.

Also, I want to get my pilot's license/be an astronaut.

More philosophical musings next time.