A brief explanation of the title, Sepiated Spirals - スト-カ-...

    We carry notebooks everywhere in our college lives, with often a different one for each class, so the simple act of writing down our thoughts at the turn of a fresh page is always available.

    Altogether, biology, English, math, come together into a myriad of experiences and ideas throughout the day.

    Old ideas combine with new, and we learn from our sepia-toned past.

    The background image is a sepia-tone shot of interlinked spiral notebooks - the eiptome of Sepiated Spirals.

Thursday, March 15, 2012



Some day I will be in an orchestra
                 I have played in an orchestra

Some day I will play a cello

                 I have played a cello

Some day I will be a musician

                                                   I am a musician


I saw a picture once that had percentages of success based on perspective.
"I can't" has no rate of success.
"I won't" has a little bit more.
"I will" and "I can" have some, but not 100%.

Leave 100% to the mindset of "I have already done it."
And do it.

Sunday, November 6, 2011

Upside-Down Dreams

I recently (three/four nights ago) decided to sleep backwards in my bed, with my head where my feet usually go, and my feet residing in my head's usual location.

For some reason, it's made for some pretty interesting dreams.

I ran around a bunch of old houses that I've been in throughout my life in one, with random people from my life in it, too. It was vivid enough to include my apartment, me facing the exact way I really was, and the people in my apartment, too.
Oh, and I had a big-screen, HDTV in my room, that happened to be in the same layout of my parents' house.
That morning was odd.

The next night, I dreamed [something I suddenly can't remember. Pity.]

Last night I dreamed that my missionary friends were all back. We all ran around an office building, playing pranks on people, laughing, and having fun.

I miss those guys.

Monday, October 17, 2011

I've been irradiated....

....by the sun!

I'm fairly sunburned--but only on the right side of my face and neck, mind you.

If sunburns weren't such a commonplace occurrence, I could say that a microwave exploded, and I turned my head to the left while high-energy, fast-moving, nuclear particles blasted the right side of my face.

Doesn't the bare truth make every natural happening sound so.....deadly?

It's like calling sunlight "Cancer Beams", or cigarettes Death Sticks. (They're still Death Sticks, though. And sunlight is fun, enjoyable, and happy. Death Sticks are nothing of the sort.

It's quite painful. I shan't be shaving my face until the sheer-searing pain dwindles un poquito.

Farewell, for now. You have glimpsed a hint of caffeinated blogging. Just a *hint*.

Friday, October 7, 2011


I'm being constantly stalked here by someone in Gunnison who's using a Mac.
 ---I'm not even updating anything lately, my friend!---

I'm on to you.... Fess up!