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Ok. So I have these things I call background processes - where like I set part of my mind thinking about something, and then it continues on its own until it figures out the answer or remembers what I'm trying to remember. Totally separate from my conscious mind. I don't even remember setting them going, until they finish. Sometimes they go on for incredibly long amounts of time, even if it's only for something trivial. Well, the longest one I ever set going just finished. It's been over 15 years. The name of the book I read when I was really young (like 5 or 6 or 7) that I couldn't remember was "Space Brat".



I feel like I just got back a gig of ram in my brain.

theavondon wrote:

PumpkinPieces wrote:I just printed photos of my girlfriend tied up and giving me head in the color darkroom. Life is excellent.

WAIT WHAT

BRO DONT HOLD OUT.

PumpkinPieces wrote:

Schlatte wrote:

theavondon wrote:

PumpkinPieces wrote:I just printed photos of my girlfriend tied up and giving me head in the color darkroom. Life is excellent.

WAIT WHAT

PICS OR IT DIDN'T HAPPEN

In good time my friends. It's for my photography senior thesis. Can't let the horses out of the coral just yet.

Your thesis, eh? That sounds intriguing.
What's your topic?

the events were occurring in the darkroom, or you were printing in the darkroom?

WOOOHOOOO!!!! NCD!!! NEW CAR DAY!!!
Oh, god... this piece of engineering is jizz-tacular.... but I won't jizz in there... would ruin the leather seats.
245HP V6 Volkswagen Touareg.



fuck me.. that thing is horny.

there ain't no smilie to denote raging car-jealousy. well done!

jfrey wrote:Ok. So I have these things I call background processes - where like I set part of my mind thinking about something, and then it continues on its own until it figures out the answer or remembers what I'm trying to remember. Totally separate from my conscious mind. I don't even remember setting them going, until they finish. Sometimes they go on for incredibly long amounts of time, even if it's only for something trivial. Well, the longest one I ever set going just finished. It's been over 15 years. The name of the book I read when I was really young (like 5 or 6 or 7) that I couldn't remember was "Space Brat".



I feel like I just got back a gig of ram in my brain.

Whoa! I actually know what that feels like. Not sure, I've had one go for 15 years though.

thelonelyweeblo wrote:Whoa! I actually know what that feels like. Not sure, I've had one go for 15 years though.

Apparently 15 years is how long it takes my brain to remember the words "Space Brat"

I was just sitting in my cubicle and suddenly those words popped into my head along with several books worth of information (short though they were), and the awareness that I have had a bit of brain power devoted to doing nothing but trying to remember that since I was a child.

I don't think I've ever had one of those go on for longer than 2 or 3 years. It's usually just weeks or sometimes months.

mine usually don't go for more than a few hours. i'm totally accustomed, though, to that sort of lag...for example, i knew that eventually i'd remember the verse of "Bad" by U2 that i couldn't remember last night, and sure enough there it was at about 9:30 this morning, 13 hours late.

Schlatte wrote:WOOOHOOOO!!!! NCD!!! NEW CAR DAY!!!
Oh, god... this piece of engineering is jizz-tacular.... but I won't jizz in there... would ruin the leather seats.
245HP V6 Volkswagen Touareg.



fuck me.. that thing is horny.

DUDE. Nice.

My momma bought me groceries, so now I have hotdogs, milk, eggs, and a little junk! AND NUTELLA AGAIN!

I'm hungry.
Also, deciding priorities so I don't waste time and become awesome instead of lame. I hate excuses, I can do it all, I'm just lazy and badly organized. -_-

Your new avatar reminds me of JET SET RADIOOOOOOO and that is awesome.

AAAAHHHHHH!!! PAUL BARIBEAU IS COMING TO MY TOWN, AND PLAYING A SMALL VENUE WITH A BUNCH OF BANDS I DON'T CARE ABOUT. $5!
PAUL FUCKING BARIBEAU

IEatCats wrote:AAAAHHHHHH!!! PAUL BARIBEAU IS COMING TO MY TOWN, AND PLAYING A SMALL VENUE WITH A BUNCH OF BANDS I DON'T CARE ABOUT. $5!
PAUL FUCKING BARIBEAU

My friend played with Paul Baribeau the other day. Eh.