http://dan.create42.com jesteś tak piękna. Fri, 02 May 2008 09:54:14 +0000 http://backend.userland.com/rss092 en And so the slow ebbing got into me head God, I remember thinking What the hell what the kell is going on and then I remembered the breath in, and the breath out and suddenly, my world made sense in that terribly nihilistic, post-modern sense where there is no God no Hell, no Heaven just what I make ... http://dan.create42.com/2008/05/02/492/ Ugh. I have shitty days. I hate the days when you're woken up by either mariachi music or the smell of acetate. Those days when the day is cloudy, it's too warm to wear a sweatshirt and too cold to wear a T, and everything you're trying to do ... http://dan.create42.com/2008/04/09/shitty-days-acomin/ Imagine this, if you will. I awoke to the sound of Ping discovering a puppy that happened to have spent the night at her house thanks to some wonderful friends of the owner who were going out of town. Allow this to gently, if not utterly serenely, vibrate through your ... http://dan.create42.com/2008/03/01/in-a-few-decades-well-call-it-pings-disease/ The spinal patch worked. The spinal headaches subsided about 24 hours later, and the back pain with the blood patch has pretty much gone away too. My type of headache, although very rare, is not unheard of. It's supposedly common in young men and subsides over time, ... http://dan.create42.com/2008/02/18/being-sick-screws-up-life/ Last Tuesday around 11pm I was sitting in a chair reading when I experienced a sudden burst of pain in my neck, quickly spreading up the back and over the top of my head. I couldn't open my eyes, I don't think I've ever experienced anything like it before ... http://dan.create42.com/2008/02/05/lumbar-punctures-ct-scans-and-epidural-blood-patches/ Pounding on the dead man's chest, screaming into his lungs for life only works for so long. One can feel the soul depart if you stop and listen closely enough. But, no matter how long the man was dead, we still work to bring him back. He's ... http://dan.create42.com/2008/01/06/an-abandoned-bottle-of-shiraz-behind-the-bedpost/ Rob, Ping and I are all sitting in my room, smoking hookah and studying for our various classes. The environment is so chill I cannot even begin to describe. This is what I was missing at Calvin. Sitting down in a room with your best friends and knowing that ... http://dan.create42.com/2007/11/18/studying-is-awesome/ I have three essays due on Tuesday, two of which are already late. I missed a Philosophy class in which a take-home test had been due because I stopped for an accident on Pomerado Road on the way to school. I have a photo project that I've needed ... http://dan.create42.com/2007/11/18/thinking-about-calm/ We drift deeper, into the sound and life goes on, so bring it on, so bring it on. Stress can overcome like rain, suddenly soaking everything and making movement cold and slow and difficult. That's okay though, I know that somehow I'll make it through this mud of school and work ... http://dan.create42.com/2007/11/08/drifting-deeper-into-the-sound/ We evacuated the hospital. The fire was literally five-hundred feet back from the rear entrance, ash was raining through the doors and the smoke was nearly unbreathable. We moved over two-hundred patients in a matter of hours. There were ambulances lined up in rows of ten or twenty outside the Ambulance ... http://dan.create42.com/2007/11/04/leaving-my-safety/