Wednesday, February 24, 2010

And then you go about standing up.

And centripetal doesn't want you to have anything to do about that unless you're in that sweet spot in the exact center. But your weight shifted a bit to the left and suddenly you're lunging and your spin is dwindling until you can stand straight again.

It's about equivalent to thinking you're going to go bring your friend a cake with some other friends but then you're told that you aren't invited. So you spend the rest of the day feeling nauseatingly lonely.

When you're at the top, you can be the only one there.

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