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[Leafsnail]

And personal text.

[fqllve]

Haha, thank you.

But it really doesn't bother me. There's nothing really insulting in it, just shows you shouldn't make sex judgments based on personality.

[MaximumZero]

Or on the internet, for that matter.

[ein]

Some people.
Just...
Grah.
I don't want to talk about it.
I just want to listen to some good music and turn bad sad into good sad.

[Criptfeind]

good sad.

[ein]

Like that feeling you get after a sad movie, or something, where it's like "That was such a great movie, even though I'm still crying from when the protagonist died."

[Taco Dan]

I got a haircut, now my ears are cold and my forehead's showing.

[Il Palazzo]

good sad.

Sad is happy, for deep people.

[fqllve]

good sad.

Sad is happy, for deep people.

Sad is okay sometimes. But I prefer neutral. Happy is happy for neutral people.

[Il Palazzo]

Don't worry, fqllve, I'm shallow too.

[ein]

Have some good sad.

[Taco Dan]

Happy is neutral for me, and I just thought it was because I had Asperger's.
Also on how my brain works; I've never felt guilt. Shame, but not guilt. Either that or I can't tell the difference between "I'm sorry", and "I'm embarrassed".

[ein]

Nor do I.
My personal philosophy is 'You win some and you lose some, but life just keeps on living. No sense wasting it on worry.'

[Heron TSG]

Walking to school in two feet of snow uphill for a mile: It may suck now, but wait 'till I can tell my grandkids!

Calculus: I don't really have one, but here's what I thought of today. Math is equal to the integral of Euler's Number times X to the Y power, factorial. I'll wait while you write that out.

In general: "Far better is it to dare mighty things, to win glorious triumphs, even though checkered by failure... than to rank with those poor spirits who neither enjoy nor suffer much, because they live in a gray twilight that knows not victory nor defeat. "

[Zaerosz]

Today I discovered tha the apricot jam I bought yesterday is not actually apricot or jam. It is, in fact, a foul-tasting, horribly sour/bitter, very faintly fruity paste that smells like the ass end of a compost bin.

Petty, yes, but that stuff cost good money.

Calculus: I don't really have one, but here's what I thought of today. Math is equal to the integral of Euler's Number times X to the Y power, factorial. I'll wait while you write that out.

*quiet applause*