This is my sixty-first post. Yay -.- I don't really know why, but nice looking numbers fascinate me. Almost like how you feel a good 4- digit number coming up and seeing it on the teletext.
--Something I've read over the holidays. Seems of good use to me. Reconnaissance by fire. You shoot into the treeline; if somebody shoots back, you know they are there.
Niiice~
--I've been reading some books on buddhism since my last visit to the temple. I now realsie where my pessimism derives from. Yea, your reading about buddhism from a guy who sleeps while the monks are chanting. My mom tells me i'm a natural. Haha. "You are born alone; and so only you alone, will die alone."
Which bring me to the next line by Mitch Albom.
--"Why are we embarrassed by silence? What comfort do we find in all the noise?" - Mitch Albom; Tuesdays with Morrie. For some reason I like this book....
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