Friday, October 14, 2011

1. Ebbinghaus retention function can be partly reversed, with resulting increases of conscious memory over time (hypermnesia).

2. Intentional avoidance of memories results in their progressive forgetting over time.


up a lazy river

There are simple things I would blame for insomnia, and when I use the word I do not refer to a clinical case, just a persistent annoyance.  Simple things like racing thoughts, incomplete lists, obsessive compulsive tendencies.  But there is a more complex underlying cause - which can also be simplified (as quantum physics) - which not only keeps me awake, but wakes me up early, makes me late for work, stops me from leaving work, and steals my sleep right from beneath my eyelids while I dream.

I think about the Large Hadron Collider, and the god particle.  And I think about the multiverse, the potential for time to flow in different directions simultaneously, the possibility that water moves with my kinetic energy, the fact that light is (obviously) not the fastest thing.  And if these things are true, then what.  It does not mean I genuinely understand any of the things I am thinking about, but they are still interfering with my sleep --  which makes them Real even if it does not make them True.

The PhD is officially underway (nothing whatsoever to do with quantum physics), and I have accomplished, at this point, absolutely nothing.


Thursday, October 13, 2011

I should not be sad this is over.

So I found my car,.. parked 4 blocks from my place with an empty tank and the extra keys tossed into the glove box.

I honestly pity the next victim(s)... T is a very happy boy now.
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    • Glad you found your car. I will say you are a calmer man then i would have been.
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    •  whoa
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    •  i do hope you took the opportunity to say dude where's my car
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    •  I texted that,.. she didn;t answer lol
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Thursday, October 06, 2011

if my eyes don't deceive me, there's something going wrong around here

T tells me his ex-wife has stolen his car.  I know this isn't meant to be funny but something about it makes me struggle not to giggle.  I hide my mouth behind my cup.  He is annoyed but not nearly as angry as one would expect a person to be in this situation.  There is weariness as he relates the story.  I have the distinct impression that she does things like this all the time.  When I feel more in control of my mouth I come out from behind the cup and ask him why he has not contacted the police.  He says that if he does he will never get to see his dog again.  I hastily retreat back behind the cup.