A conversation between Crushtor and Mr. Shai
C: I disproved Aristotlean logic yesterday.
S: Oh yeah, how?
C: On Facebook, of all things. I told someone that "maybe ain't no yes."
S: (pause) That's brilliant.
If Shai thinks its good, it must have merit. He got me on to Achewood, after all.
Apart from a mind forced to tread water in a sea of novocaine every time I set foot into work and a declining love life (moribund is still better than dead) everything should seem much better than it feels.
14.11.08
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S may or may not be accurate in his proclamation of brilliance, but explain it to those who don't appreciate this apparent brilliance.
But to more important matters:
"Apart from a mind forced to tread water in a sea of novocaine every time I set foot into work and a declining love life (moribund is still better than dead) everything should seem much better than it feels."
WHO HURT YOU? I want her name and number immediately. I will not stand for this! Nice guys will tolerate a lot. I will not see you fall! She must be dealt with immediately. Obviously whoever has been with you does not appreciate your gold. GOLD! A gold personality is sexy; chicks dig it.
I don't want to see you alone. Stay away from the bad thoughts... that and drugs. =(
Well, it disproves the law of the excluded middle. "Maybe isn't yes" is true. But at the same time, "Maybe isn't no" is also true. Then what's maybe supposed to be? Aristotelian two-valued logic has its very finite limits...
No one hurt me Stephen, although thanks for the concern. The girl I was dating (two or three dates, nothing serious) sort of blew me off this week, so I guess that's off the boil. Thanks for the pep talk though mate ;)
I'm glad to hear no girl has made you cry. You are stronger than that. WE are stronger than that. Men must stick together.
I hate her already. She totally has herpes, anyway, and she's plotting with all your old girls about the size of your penis. DON'T LISTEN TO THE LIES. They're all just sad and lonely because you moved on.
Who needs companionship anyway? Next time I say you be a bigger dick straight away; cuts out the awkward second, third and potential fourth date before she realises she can do better...
Achewood is an okay webcomic, its no pokey the penguin though
Hurry up and write new words.
Anticipation kills me (either that, or it's the somatoparaphrenia that flairs up every now and then).
=(
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