The "What Are You Doing This Moment" Thread

Got drunk yesterday, now it's green tea and Schoenberg. If I don't go back to bed, that is.

EDIT: I guess I could cook something, but what should it be.
 
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I'm fighting my hangover with a second can of Urquell, I do have some farfalle that I could cook. Thinking about peeling the tomato skins this time and do a proper pasta sauce. Then again, I also have a chilli sauce and maybe some pesto? And some cheese? I mean, mix it the fuck together and we're living a dream, baby faggot.
 
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Got any lyrics?

Nay.

Use Kipling?!11

We were taken from the ore-bed and the mine,
We were melted in the furnace and the pit—
We were cast and wrought and hammered to design,
We were cut and filed and tooled and gauged to fit.
Some water, coal, and oil is all we ask,
And a thousandth of an inch to give us play:
And now, if you will set us to our task,
We will serve you four and twenty hours a day!

We can pull and haul and push and lift and drive,
We can print and plough and weave and heat and light,
We can run and race and swim and fly and dive,
We can see and hear and count and read and write!

Would you call a friend from half across the world?
If you’ll let us have his name and town and state,
You shall see and hear your crackling question hurled
Across the arch of heaven while you wait.
Has he answered? Does he need you at his side?
You can start this very evening if you choose,
And take the Western Ocean in the stride
Of seventy thousand horses and some screws!

The boat-express is waiting your command!
You will find the Mauretania at the quay,
Till her captain turns the lever ’neath his hand,
And the monstrous nine-decked city goes to sea.

Do you wish to make the mountains bare their head
And lay their new-cut forests at your feet?
Do you want to turn a river in its bed,
Or plant a barren wilderness with wheat?
Shall we pipe aloft and bring you water down
From the never-failing cisterns of the snows,
To work the mills and tramways in your town,
And irrigate your orchards as it flows?

It is easy! Give us dynamite and drills!
Watch the iron-shouldered rocks lie down and quake
As the thirsty desert-level floods and fills,
And the valley we have dammed becomes a lake.

But remember, please, the Law by which we live,
We are not built to comprehend a lie,
We can neither love nor pity nor forgive.
If you make a slip in handling us you die!
We are greater than the Peoples or the Kings—
Be humble, as you crawl beneath our rods!-
Our touch can alter all created things,
We are everything on earth—except The Gods!

Though our smoke may hide the Heavens from your eyes,
It will vanish and the stars will shine again,
Because, for all our power and weight and size,
We are nothing more than children of your brain!


I tried to find a Luddite pamphlet or something but failed.
 
Not much, leaving soon to see my math tutor. I had 98 percent grades in science and social studies,etc.. when I was in school, but my math grades were like 30 all the time and I dropped out because I hated math and school. I took the GED when 17 and passed everything besides math and then failed math again. I was in a class awile back and a women from the program called me recently and she said my grades were really high and she wanted me to come back to the class. So I went in for math testing Tuesday and she assigned me a math tutor. I just want to get the GED out of the way as back up. So I just have to pass the math somehow. My homework i get is just going to be math. Directly after I have to see my Rehab councilor.
 
My co-teacher bought me a breakfast sandwich yesterday. We switch off and buy each other breakfast or lunch all the time. She asked what I wanted and I said "turkey bacon egg n cheese." So she thought I meant turkey and bacon and eggs and cheese. I haven't eaten pork in about... 3 years or so now. I took a bite in it and ate like half and looked inside the other half and realized it was actual bacon and felt my throat swell. I didn't tell her anything. I just gave the other half to one of my students.

I feel really bad now, though. Poor piggy.