Clearly.
me and my roommate are currently spliting rent on a hotel room that neither one of us could afford on our own, (he makes about the same as me)
he wants to stop living in a hotel as quickly as possible, and now we are about to move into a place that's just as expensive as here
we're living together to split rent because he doesn't want to live in a place that he could afford by himself
he doesn't want to live in a place he can afford by himself because he "doesn't want to live in the ghetto"
i've never lived in a place where the rent was more than $550 per month, and he's never lived in a place where the rent was less than $750 per month, and i ended up splitting rent with him because his brand-new disability check is way, way less than what he was making before he left his last job
we're splitting rent 50/50 and i'm feeling ripped off because the rent is now eating up as much of my check as what i would be paying if i was gonna go back to living by myself, and that's just here at the hotel, i think the condo he wants to move into has their rent even higher than here
Zeph, your brain is just starting to atrophy as you get older. IT'S ALL DOWNHILL FROM HERE.
I had a nurse tell me that if I bandage/gauze it up and alcohol the fuck out of it, I should be fine. I was told they wouldn't stitch it, so it seems this is my only option anyways... which doesn't bother me any, as I don't want them fiddling around with my cash and prizes.
Still in excruciating pain, but gonna try to get some rest.
Far as I know he committed suicide because he moved halfway across the US for some broad and the relationship fell through.
Some of Hegel's thought has made more sense to me lately.
I've noticed that I have what I'm terming the Muse Effect. It's when I sit down and start writing, ideas I wouldn't have thought of just by sitting and thinking suddenly pop into my head and are translated onto the page.
For example, most of today I wasn't having many great thoughts, but then I had to sit down and write up some student evaluations. It didn't take long to break a stride and stimulate my mind with my own writing.
I suppose that explains why my blog exists. Most of the ideas on it start either in germinal form or are otherwise ideas drawn from other philosophers and men of letters, but they develop mostly by the act of writing them out rather then having the whole blueprint in my head already. The argument is in the logos, I suppose, that which links the thought world to the sense world by way of symbols.