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well, i'm not one for new years, or millenniums, or other madness relating to time, and yet i felt oddly compelled to celibrate UNIX time 987654321. (the 987,654,321th second from UNIX's inception on Midnight Jan 1st 1970 or Wed Apr 18 21:25:21 2001) So I toasted in the second that most closely imitates that famous Apollo countdown.
Perhaps I wanted to feel like I was celebrating a time that only a few others would bother to notice, sort of like making every second extra special, taking stock in a single moment with a select few people around the world, while the rest of the world sort of marched on in oblivion.
So i've created this journal, and i will start it out with not a bang, but a whimper. Gheesh, it's 21:50 already. Where does the time go?
Perhaps I wanted to feel like I was celebrating a time that only a few others would bother to notice, sort of like making every second extra special, taking stock in a single moment with a select few people around the world, while the rest of the world sort of marched on in oblivion.
So i've created this journal, and i will start it out with not a bang, but a whimper. Gheesh, it's 21:50 already. Where does the time go?
