I'm going to post some random-ish stuff from back in the day. Not a lot, just a sort of sampling, for my own reference. Takes a while to go through (I can't get LJ to load early entries in any way other than one day at a time, for some reason), so they'll be broken up.
Feel free to ignore.
2003: Okay, here's the deal. I made this journal so that I could view friends-only posts of my friends. That's about it. At some point in the future, I might post online quiz results and pointless surveys here. At some point past that, I might actually post relevant information about my life. That's a lot of "at some point"s and "might", you may notice. That's because there is also a possibility that this will be the only entry I have for a very long time.
Just something to keep in mind.
2004: "Ivan, what the hell are you doing? No wonder you shit out your ass."
It occurs to me that I should explain that...maybe I will at some point.
2004: it's after 10...and I still have an easily discernable bite mark on my arm!
Damn you, Rose.
2004: ...if you consider the numbers in the Fibbonacci sequence (1,1,2,3,5,8,13,21, etc...) to be feet, you reach over a hundred lengths of the universe once you hit the 137th number. That is to say, over 1,500,000,000,000 (1.5 trillion) light years. Holy Mary, mother of a bastard, that makes me feel even smaller than considering one, fifteen billion light year-wide universe.
...what? We were bored at Denny's.
2005: A lot of people (that I know, around this area of the country, anyway) have been joking about it being the end of the world. Mainly because of the weird weather lately (a huge frickin' killer tsunami halfway around the world also comes into play in the reasoning). Hell, I actually saw a robin last week...
Well, I say this isn't something to joke about. Come on, people, be serious about it! We're working on a schedule here, and we're already a few years behind deadline!
Remember the millenium? That wasn't supposed to be just an excuse for big parties. The world was supposed to end, and then we were supposed to party. I've let it slide for a little while, but current events have reminded me that we need to get back to work. We were supposed to make the skies open up! Instead, we got blitzed and laughed at the people who thought the Y2K bug was going to make planes fall out of the sky. We dropped the ball, people.
Don't let them immanentize the Eschaton! That's our job, damnit!
(this message brought to you by the word "Kallisti," and the numbers 5 and 23.)
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2005: "And we should consider every day lost on which we have not danced at least once. And we should call every truth false which was not accompanied by at least one laugh." - Nietzsche