In Other Words

Boiling point

I did absolutely nothing of interest last night, so it wouldn’t be worth talking about. Which is fine, because I don’t really seem to talk about anything that actually happens in my day-to-day life on here anyway. Did buy my girlfriend an ‘epilator’ (which removes hairs from legs) but on the ‘oh that’s interesting’ scale that little fact probably turns the quick silver solid.

Did you know that quicksilver (mercury) freezes at about –40 (I think)? It was a real problem in Siberia, because it meant they didn’t have a clue how cold it was (on the good days). Of course, by that time water became rather hard to drink (aren’t I funny?), so they had to drink vodka (as that doesn’t freeze for a while yet). Well, at least they got to be drunk all day as they walked around in temperatures that meant you had to piss really hard so that they pee got a centimeters away before it freezes.

Yes, I can sink pretty damned low. Right, onto other subjects. I think I’m hormonally imbalanced. My girlfriend started in on the pill recently and I think I’m having sympathy hormones. I’m supposed to be a quite mellow guy, but these last couple of weeks I’m just feeling a range of emotions that I can normally control quite well. Including, and this is a bit scary, uncertainty. Lets just say that when people are arranged between ‘shy’ and ‘self confident’ you can normally rank me somewhere among the ‘messiah complex’ group. Of late, however, I’m having a bit of trouble with all of that.

I’m not sure why. Just started a new job, you would guess that would make me feel more comfortable (after all, I’m finally paying as well as talking) and I’m hanging with a good group of people. The thing is, I’m feeling my years and I’m noticing that there just might not be enough of them. That might be because I’m the youngest in the group, but that hasn’t ever been a problem before. What’s going on, Mr. teddy?

posted by Symbol @ 4.6.04