My personality splits. I now live two completely separate lives. Half the time I am Mark. The other half of my life, I live as... well, as Mark. Both of my personalities have the same name. At least
I submit a paper. In early versions, the paper had a figure in it that looked like a cow, but in the submitted version, we had to redraw the figure. Life isn't perfect - things don&
There is poster of Lionel Richie on the metro. I am surprised by his ageless good looks. We have a staring contest. I do well for a while, but then, as the metro is approaching my station, his
Professor Rodl, one of my PhD advisors, is in town for a week. So while most of the department is off at some cabin somewhere for a clinic on Ergodic Ramsey Theory, I stay in Prague. We both
I go downstairs to talk to God. It's a spontaneous visit, but He has tea on, and a plate of cakes set out. "It's a good day, Mark," He greets me, opening
Before taking my camera back to be fixed, or replaced, I think to take out the memory card. It's very likely I wouldn't get it back. As I'm taking it out. I
I think my maid is trying to poison me. Every second week after she visits, I find pieces of fennel mixed in with my Muesli.
It finally snows in Prague. It's been abnormally warm all winter, and there has been no snow. It started snowing yesterday, and by this morning there is about 15cm. I get out my new camera to
