Gullible Travels

1:07pm: The world would be better if we were inside out, keeping out superficial nonsense within and showing the world what matters.

9:08pm: ...
I heard something about accounts being deactivated. That would be sad and scary since I don't want to loose all my old posts. Therefore I post.. just to maintain 'use'.

I kinda haven't been posting much anything of any length online anywhere.. it is sad, but I have too many priorities at the moment.

2:39pm: It has been ages LJ, but here I had a dream two nights ago that everything was being taken from my life, including two cats and a rat, and tossed into a furnace with me. The walls boiled my skin, the cats cried on endlessly, adding to the horror was spinning blades that tore everything near the center to shreds. With the hot walls and the whirring blades, I felt, saw and heard these things get torn apart in a hot mess.

I am not doing so well, I feel like crap and haven't been sleeping much. Last night things were better, but not by much, I woke up at three and felt entirely unloved, and started to hate the world. My mind sometimes gets stuck in dark places, often accompanying stress, I don't put too much credence to these outbursts but they aren't something I enjoy going through.

3:51pm: Update!!
I've logged in here no less than weekly with the full intent on updating and posting something interesting here. But instead my life has been readily consumed by doing so much that I haven't had much the time or want to write about all of it.

Right now I sit at at my desk and it is cluttered with paper, mostly data and half meshed out ideas that I am working on. Today is a much needed day of doing what I want and feel I need to so I can be less stressed around here.

Work has been going well, doing research and involving myself in many projects, it has been frustrating and fun, I suppose it is an experience.

Life outside my laboratory, well it has gone pretty swell. Bri has stuck by me and I love her dearly, if she has put up with me thus far -- almost a year-- then that is quite promising. Hell, it is quite nice to think about. I look forward to the weekend, spending time with friends, things have been a blast with her by my side and I can only look forward to the future adventures we will share.

I finally have a bike agian, it is sad that I have not had the time to ride it, but I will, with Bri, by myself, to work, to adventure, and even to go shopping. I will ride the hell out of that bike.

I have been getting depressed again, it is annoying, but I will pick up, I guess I just wanted to pop on here because I always read other people's lives and regret that I don't really write anything about mine. It might be because I live these moments, and have more interest in the adventure than the recall. When I am older I will surely regret not writing these things down but oh well.

Recent adventures.. lets write a few sentences down.

Last week I ran my changeling game for the first time in a long while, I reached a stopping point for the story and so I can pick it up again or leave it be as things go. I am somewhat sad though, problems between myself and friends only grow and I have found myself without many good relationships.

The week before we went up to Sacramento to play games and magic, it was damn awesome. Hell, I dunno, it was nice and simple fun, people were happy and enjoyed themselves, though I ended up being awake far too long (Sunday through Monday at work), it was well worth it-- this upcoming weekend promises a reprisial of the company with more drinks and Davis Pic'nic Day, hooray.

Before that.. it was my birthday, oh yeah, it was fun.. I had dinner with my brother and caught up many conversations with family and friends, I thank all ye who took note and made notice (especially you WhaleJudge). After that it was the wedding of Kit1508 to her kitty an event which still makes me smile. I am glad for those two, they are pretty awesome, albeit equally strange, folks who I am determined to keep in touch with. I just realized that this was the same weekend as visiting Sacramento for games...

Prior to that (really this time) I think we had one weekend of peace and before which we went to Las Vegas. I have never had so much fun in that city as I did with Bri. It was pretty nice to see all the things, and the show, Zoomanity, was awesome in its own right. There was a little nature reserve north of town that I found and we saw some peacocks, it is strange but that little bit sticks into my mind. There were of course a fair number of strange sights, and stupid people, but heck, it was probably more interesting than not, quite a bit of walking went into the weekend.

Prior to that.. I visited SoCalia for my family, it was nice to see them and I hope my mom appreciated me coming down for her birthday. It had only been two weeks from my previous visit but it was an entirely different tone.

Well now my mind is coming up with blanks, there are always things going on but I probably won't post about most of them, sorry, but I will try to bob up every once in a while to say hi. I love you all, and goodnight!

1:04pm: Damn, lots to do-- everything to cease opportunity to gain access to the life I really want(tm). Mostly just doing research, independent studies and regular duties in order to get a promotion to get the cash to go to school so I can get into grad school, pursue further learning and become a professor so I can pursue any whim of interest.

And then I get home, to a girl I love and I don't care a thing about all that what I left behind.

I don't like staying here late, but leaving early I just get to wait for her.

Le sigh, my life isn't very exciting or adventuresome... that needs to change.

A week ago I was at Muir Beach, it was wonderful. More trips of this sort are in order.

Last night, I slept and dreamt. Perhaps soon I will cease to be tired.

2:01pm: Backup.. backup.. backup
So I am a backup person for quite a few tasks, often I get requests such as "Are you going to be here D day?", to which I almost always answer postively, then getting the response: "Good, because I am going to leave the prior day at lunch and be off that entire day so I can have a five day weekend." It irks me, nobody ever asked if I am busy, and few people ever thank me.

So yeah, a raise, lets work on that, it would make me happier.

I would complain that people are lazy, but that is a given, I would say something about people's use of time, but I just took a two hour lunch so I could climb, and might leave early so I can climb, beat traffic and then go gaming. But still, gah.

11:57am: Tip
When you have someone editing your paper, and you make changes to your copy, be sure to track these changes so that the two versions can be reconciled with some degree of ease instead now I get to spend the next several hours merging our versions when I don't even get a lick of credit for this assistance rendered in the first place.

11:51am: Visiting
Yesterday I went up to Sacramento for the Hazardous Substance Scientist exam. I am not sure if any positions will open with that title, but it was nice to apply to something that was directly relevant to my degree. It was really nice actually, because the sort of problems which such an agent would deal with are those that I have been educated and practised for more than anything else.

They offer some truly idiotic answers (e.g. "Hold a public meeting in english only"), in addition to simple questions (e.g. describing an atom), and odd use of terms (three questions had the same four answers but different synonyms), that amused me.

Afterwards I visited Davis, parked outside Lucas' and WhaleJudge's abodes, having seen the latter on sunday, I knocked on the former's door. No response, I went for a merry walk down memory lane, got decent falafel and enjoyed the campus atmosphere. I saw several town figures that I recognized, was amazed at any change (there is a Baja Fresh now, this confused me), and reminesced on the moment. Got back, met Lucas, and spent some time chatting, it was nice.

The place felt like home, it was nice, I don't know what I will end up doing, but being back there might be a plus.

Tomorrow I get to go back again hopefully to meet Kelsied, this is how I end up driving 500+ miles a week, but I enjoy the travel, so maybe it ain't so bad.

Anyway, back to work, got a paper to review.. and lots more to do.

11:49am: Thoughts of the moment.
Over the weeks I've found myself getting increasingly tired, and now absolutely shocked that it is again Friday. The schedule of my life needs to be revised to allow for more life.

So much has happened, and I've much on my mind, so lets get into all that.

Firstly, my life at the CDPH-GDSP-GDL-NBS goes well, starting to work with some politically favorable people on well liked projects. Needing to get a few more things done in that regard (reviewing a paper) and work more on other connections, however, aside my regular work, things are developing nicely. This is good, because my life is getting more expensive and I would require additional income for further advancements. My car, well that issue has been resolved, I now own a Prius and a Super Beetle, kinda silly, but I wanted to keep the latter just for my own amusement.

Presently on my mind are the many projects and ambitions of life, I don't think I will get half of them done so I don't know why I'd bother mentioning them except to disappoint my future self.

My mind has turned somewhat dour, there is uncertainity and disatistifaction, I want to turn back the clock and deal with the bad decisions before they were made, but tis too late and now I have on my thoughts the nightmare of making the world the place it should be.

Bri and I are fine, I love her and she loves me, I am very glad for that and very glad for the stability in my life, I don't like how the world is decaying outside the little bubble of my day to day. I watch as analyze the anatomy of all this.

When people stop trying, all the good in the world falls apart, and the burden of this chaos is a much greater weight than the trying ever was.

When there is hope for a better world, then there is potential, and with a bit of love trust can be earned and forgiveness granted. As soon as we realize that we all want the same good world, then it will happen all the much easier.

4:38pm: Today I have been quite productive and with a bit of time to myself, and a working computer to myself (I finally bothered to set it up) I've got quite an opportunity.

Sadly, now that I get here, after all my questing, I don't know what to say, my mind is as blank as this textarea.

I've been working on the car thing, I have already signed the paperwork for a 2010 Prius, it is unfortunate that it is white, I'd prefer the red or grey, sadly those are hard to find anywhere, but that is another thing to do, if I don't though.. I am just going to drive home Monday in my new car, that is the plan at least, and then from there I've got quite a bit to do including paying for the darn thing. I am not sure if I can afford it easily, as the new things aren't cheap, but I will make do. It is fortunate that life isn't a new thing, nor happiness and love.

I've been working 11 hour days in the lab, all aims towards a promotion, research, and all sorts of wonderful promises. The future seems to be picking itself up, flying off to somewhere, I am not sure how it will all fit together, and somewhat doubt that it will. Living is like assembling a single puzzle, from boxes of different pieces, to a single picture. In the end, there will be some experiences missed out on, and a few gaps here and there, always to be finished without hope of completion.

Recently I've realized I learn things kinesthetically far better than by any other means. I also for the first time handled something dead without freaking out: Kani was a nice rat, cutest of them all, and with a wonderful personality, she loved to climb and would always be at the head of the pack. It was sad that her pregnancy failed, and that she never really got better, being ill she was weak, and in competition with other rats, she became worse. Under care, she devoted herself to keeping her mother, Maki, fed and cleaned, it was amazing to see such love from a rat. And so today I couldn't let her be disposed of as rubbish, such good life is far to rare to come by, and it should be remembered.

That was a bit of a non sequitur, but it is better to leave something other than a blank page.

12:45pm: Updating on a downward spiral.
So I have been offline for some time, I am only back because I have really hit rock bottom.

What is going on in my life? nothing much good. So lets get it out here, that might make me feel better as lives are infinitely complicated and words are a nice tool to reduce it all to the simple.

Love life, I love Bri dearly but she is upset, unhappy, and doesn't see us together. I am under the belief that she is only with me because we are bound to a lease, and that she loves me, but otherwise she doesn't want to be with me. I don't think she trusts me about half of what I say and that I am a constant screwup who cannot do most anything right. Most importantly, I don't make her feel special, or make any visible effort for affection.

Work life, I don't like my job, it feels dead, I don't care anything about work at the moment and things continue as they will. I am going to ask about another project or two and additionally start submitting my resume and qualifications elsewhere. Classes are starting soon and I need to figure that out.

Car, I hate my bug, it has become a symbol of futile effort and stress. It is cute, I love its look and god I just wish it worked right. Presently it might need a new alternator, and a new O2 sensor should be arriving. It is presently at a mechanic's and I don't care a lick about it. I put in a quote request for a chevy volt, I am curious about their costs and am only interested in electric cars because of their overall efficiency. If it is feasible, I will finance one and make that work. Otherwise I really want a bicycle, just to take to bart. Not much matters about planning since I don't even know how or where I will be living.

Holidays, I hate them, but look forward to seeing my family. At the same time I want to take Bri out and be the guy I should be.


I feel like I've had all my emotions pressed from me and stamped out entirely. I feel dead inside. Being a rather kinesthetic person I can imagine bloody and terrible things, it is kinda creepy but after years I am used to it. This is the first time in months I've been majorly depressed. I don't like it. I love Bri and even leaving a voicemail I became cheery.

So what do I do? I think I should fight, see that I am stupid and try to be smarter, I've not quite gotten some things but that isn't an excuse to not try. I can imagine so much but what use is imagining when reality is so close at hand. Bri inspires in me more emotion than anyone has in a long time, and has been better than me than most of those folks. I don't know if I am clinging on and dragging her down, but I love her because I don't think she'd let that happen.

This is a declaration to the world, I love you Bri, I know you read everyone's journals every day, to see how they all are, and that you are so caring.

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12:17pm: I don't know how long it has been, the time just seems to fly by, events happen on the scale of weeks now, I remember being young and every hour held something new.

I could talk at length tedious details of happenstance--- maybe I will do that later as it clears the mind.

My feelings at the moment, I guess I am back to being contemplative, else why would I post! Recently I've been up and down, lots of down. I was kinda just meandering day to day, week to week and suddenly a month passed without anything meaningful happening. I realize that Bri and I both don't know what to do about anything, and everything feels like a waiting room--especially our current appartment.
Back in college, we looked forward to assignments, tests, projects, finals, breaks, new quarters, seasons and in the distance graduation and then whatever life is. Now at that last part, it is just a vast sea of possibilities and we are constantly being dragged under by stresses of modern living. We feel good for making progress towards our goals, but without the latter this mechanism fails. Hobbies often make us feel good by this mechanism, but apathy often overwhelms. So without direction, we loose things, and our lives corrode until we loose something that we want again which gives us direction. Thus a sort of pseudo stability will always be achieved-- but wouldn't it be better not to loose a thing.

So this is where it ends, I need some overwhelming dream or ambition that is possible to work towards, I need a direction for my life. Hell, this applies to relathionships too, we need a direction for our relationship.

Right now.. lots going on, maybe I will find a way to fulfill myself.

Last notes..
...I hate this holiday, it is damn depressing to me as always. Security Theatre (brought to us by BB) is rather amusing, but eventually I'd like the curtains to drop, if we move on to every faucet of life that a terrorist could threaten (aeroplanes, trains, buses, shoping centers, theatres, downtown farmer's markets etc.), we'd find that we're only safe in small secure boxes six feet under ground where nobody disturbs. In this arms race of secret weapons and detections measures, the secret weapons will always win, they're secret and will always surprise us, our measures are purely reactionary and we are running in circles like scared children.
...my car: Bri has reminded me that it would be a good idea to list out everything I've done to repair my car, it would be an expansive list and quite a story, in short my car is a strange hobby that has left me with a good working knowledge of a modern fuel injected engine that I should write about later (besides, I need to put vital engine components back in my car after cleaning the gunk out of them).

5:31pm: ....is that it?
I haven't had anything to say. Day by day my life consists of minor victories but no real aims. This might just be an end of a chapter, maybe a book, but certainly it seems things are fading out for the winter. Maybe something will happen in spring. Maybe I will have something to say before then, but until then.. life just is pretty good.. contenting, and I feel stuck.

3:39pm: Just reading about lagrange points and I had a realization that these solutions to the three body problem must hold true for atoms as well.
Thusly if you have an atom held by bond to another atom, then the attractive forces betwixt them will have the same minimums at L1-5.
I just thought there might be something with benzene since all the carbon atoms, and hydrogen atoms, just happen to be at the legrange points for the neighboring/opposite carbon.

11:24am: Times.
My life at the moment is strange, I feel like I am shedding, and paying back all my prior good luck.

My car is still in the shop, it will be ready soon. I see it everyday across the street, it has a depressingly thick coat of dust. I wonder when it will be done, but as I've learned in my life, soon is rare to come.

My phone died, got a little wet and that was the end of it. No more numbers, lost all the history, it is sad because I had just started to appreciate it so much for its keyboard and unique design. It will be replaced, maybe, if the local Verizion store can get their act together and give me the contracted discounts and such, getting a driod 2, on one of the last unlimited data plans available. It only took two hours to discover that this can't be done now, I don't know why, nobody does, the gods of Verizion have decided, no discounts or rebates for their new smart phones until August 20th, it must be related to the feast of Asma.

Lastly, my bike, the contraption that I've loved and drove for thousands of miles. Taken on adventures through the canyons of Orange county, and survived Davis through, that I've had so much happen with, that is a symbol of my reinvented self, has been stolen. Lock was broken and bike made off with. This might be a sign or maybe just a reminder that it is time to leave this town.

I am leaving Davis in two weeks, got a place to live, and a life to go with it. I don't want to leave any of you behind though, now I just need to figure out how to make it all work out.

1:34pm: Potluck apocalyptica
I've been requested to run two games, a one shot that takes place in a utopia that involves an apocalypse, the other that takes place in a post apocalyptic future. Of course this is just a wonderful set up and will allow me to work out the rules for whatever system I end up using (debating betwixt Alternity for its realism or Storytelling for its fluidity, GURPs is right out since I don't want to learn the rules).

Thinking about this, I've been delving into the various sources of the apocalypse as portrayed in fiction. What better for a realistic and involved scenario than what people in popular fiction think is realistic?

In the world outside my head, I am a normal Joe at work, plugging away eight hours doing what I do (whatever that is) and contemplating all this stuff. To celebrate the end of month there was a potluck, and man this was a doozy of social confusion.
Someone decided there should be a potluck, and they wanted it small, so they told only a few people, and then it got big so they invited everyone, someone told the secretary to send a mass e-mail and 50% of people didn't get the message for unknown reasons.
Immediately suspicion and anger, strong emotions of betrayl are associated with the event. Those that are under the belief that this was an exclusive event staunchy refuse to join in the party of their peers, even on multiple invitations and welcomes from people in face of a spread of food that everyone recognized as excessive for the whole of the group!

And then sitting down to write, these two ideas poured together in my mind and the end of the world hit me. It will be a potluck, where we all bring a piece, and we all get just des'erts.

I love humanity, above all things it never ceases to amuse me.

11:46am: Old clock, new tricks
When in Solvang, I found an old watch for sale at two dollars, so I bought it. Today in my boredom I am investigating clockwork and seeing if my prior knowledge can figure out its problems, so far the mainspring appears dead and the winder shorn off. But the mechanics still work.. maybe need a bit of acid and oil.

11:29am: Just like him?
According to the the writing analysis thing that many of friends have tried, I resemble David Foster Wallace. After reading about him, I find myself amused; then again I doubt the computation outputs any insulting authors (that truth would be far too depressing).

Anyway, a bit of smile for my day as I sit around in my cube. I've started to ask the Internet Oracle for questions to answer or questions of my own amusement. All the while working on whatever personal projects I can motivate myself to accomplish.

I've not posted enough recently, which is sad given my ample time. On many days I find myself far too tired to write anything, especially when there is so little going on to write about. My life has surely been changing: I am working on the transfer and hoping that goes through, I moved to a more central location, have made progress on all my research projects.

The only thing bothersome is that despite knowing that I am the same person, I worry that I am being far to distant to the world I love. Cloth walls and commuting miles, the internet is just a window showing the lives of friends I miss dearly and the dreams I so wish for.

Sometimes the past depresses me, but I see how the world has changed and it still is pretty awesome. I will keep running even when I am free, chasing the day dreams and escaping the nightmares of realtiy.

11:23am: Classes
I have figured out that I might want to study a strange interdisciplnary of Pharmacology, Toxicology, Food Science, and related Biochemistry.

I do want to study everything, but there is just so much in the universe I might as well start with what I enjoy.

This entry is being used to hold information of classes I might want to take, any advice or suggestions are well appreciated.

I should probably mention that I've realized that a higher degree will be necessary for me, because I am not content where I am and I don't want to develop complacency. I want to go further and push the boundries as much as I can and never want to stop running.

It isn't a race, but just how I feel alive.

That said, advice for making this work for me would be well appreciated. My current plan involves taking graduate level classes via the UC Davis Extension, since the UCD School of Graduate Studies allows 12 units to transfer into one of its programs, a Master's degree is only 30 units, completing those 12 units in a year would surely allow me into the program to the completion of the degree which may in turn allow me to complete a Ph.D. I figure it is best to do this while I am a young immortal that can push themselves beyond sane limits, and while I work for the state that gives me ample free time.

10:43am: Character Creation
I am going to start stream lining my ability to run one shot tabletop RPGs on the fly by pregenerating characters and character modules applicable to each system with specific modification for each fictional universe.

If anyone has ideas for an archetype or faucet, put it down as a comment and it will be well appreciated.

10:40am: Donut decomposition
Apparently there were donuts in my office at 10:10. They lasted about ten minutes, this amuses me for some reason.

4:23pm: A rose by name
So I was thinking about these stories that I thought up for roleplaying games. As I thought I realized how easy it would be to transpose one to another setting with a general shift in all the details.
This of course made be contemplate further what the essence of a story is.
I thought about an apple, and how I can change its color, and it becomes that color apple. I can change its flavor, and it becomes that flavor apple. But why is it that when I change its color and flavor, it probably wouldn't be called an apple anymore.
This sort of base discernment, and consideration of the essence of 'things' is really dull philosophy but still, I wonder now what makes a story, and how that might reveal what makes a life.

My cynical mind and tendency towards phenomenology gives a clue that stories are nothing but a presented set of imagined phenomena that we happen to enjoy, and that life is simply a series presentation of real phenomena we often hate. But this doesn't do much to tell an apple from orange.

There is something about the feelings these stories provoke, the emotions eluted and the situations posed that resonates with our minds in a particular fashion. These essential details, primative themes such as danger, adventure, escape, the hunt, love, and inspiration are fundemental from one to the next. I wonder now if we were able to rarefact every story written or told that what different primative themes we would find.
I wonder now, by what process we might digest a tale and come to these conclusions, and my curious mind continues to wonder how these conclusions may be grasped.

2:33pm: Game ideas
I think of game plots while I am board at work, hell I think of many things at work, I am really bored lots of the time.
Here are a few notes to keep me reminded for later when I am sitting around with three friends, and have a bag of dice on me.

Old Man McGee's House: The simple problem of a frisbee that has landed on the roof of the creepest house in town. A group of young investigators is pressured by their peers to retrieve it, lest they be branded for the afternoon for being chickens. Most childhood fears are unjustified, caused by wild imaginations of things that go bump in the night, but in this house the lines are a bit more blurred revealing an unbelievable world fashioned into reality.
Fantasy, horror, nWoD: Innocents.

In the Age of Dragons: The end of the world is is happening, right now. Dragons are taking flight and destorying the land in their battle as the earth is devestated by Ragnorok. There is hope of salvation in Eden, a refuge promised for the few that can make the perilious journey there. Moral grayness in a black and white world, the heroes try to survive against impossible odds with their bodies and souls intact.
Adventure, D&D:3.5 or 1A

(Yes, Eden, no not a religious reference but I see no reason to be creative, it is a rather nice name that suits such a place)

In the Age of Men: A successor to the Age of Dragons. A simple game of survival in the post apcolyptic world where the human race is stretched to its limits of survival. The heros' villiage is starving in a hungry world. Faced with tough moral decisions they need to think of a way to bring success and survivial to their people.
Adventure, D&D:3.5 or 1A or Pathfinder.

Diplomatic Efforts: As a group of spies working for the US government you are being deployed in Europe to recover a man from a foriegn embassy as he is being transported out of reach. The man is wanted for hacking into sensitive government computers, given his capabilities as a genius he and his newfound knowledge have made him a pawn for international conspiracy. Be subtle, get him out, that is your duty to your country.
Spies, Mr. MacGuffin, Alternity

Technological Development: Those guys got things that go boom, we want to make booms too, so go out and get them. A simple game of getting what the other guys have. Orcish heros will fight with their intell.. cunn... brawn! and to attain technological development from a group of crafty gnomes. It might seem like a stupid idea for orc warriors to attack gnome gunslingers, but the heros will strive to prove that might makes right or die in the process.
MacGuffin, Pathfinder

Volunteers Needed: There are certain things that must be done, for science and security. These things that we will silently acknowledge everyday as we continue to enjoy their benefits. Welcome to a new world, where we have solved all the problems of humanity with only a small cost. A group of collectors is sent out on their weekly mission, to recover the specimens and samples necessary by hook or crook.
Evil, Mr. MacGuffin, Alternity or nWoD

Volunteer Service: A follow up to the prior game, having been ripped from your life as a peaceful citizen of an advanced and englighted future you have quickly discovered the cost entailed. You've been sacrificed by your society for the sake of security and science, and are now sought to be silenced for the secrets you hold, a daring escape or death are the only ways out.
Escape, Alternity or nWoD: Second Sight

There are a few other ideas about wrecked space ships and other such fanciful things, but this is all I felt like typing up. Of course these can be mashed well and such-- should be fun later.

2:14pm: An explanation of the last quarter slice of pizza
It gives me some happiness whenever I observe the habit of some people at take a half of the last slice of a pizza, I've seen this go to thirds, quarters and even smaller fractions on occasion.
This is clearly because they want to be fair, that the last slice is so scarce that its value increases accordingly.
Normally the value function drops below the fair value limit and the last slice is eventually consumed. None the less I hope for the day of the never ending pie that defies this in a manner akin to Zeno's paradox, with progressively smaller slices.

11:55am: Learning by diffusion
"Learning by Osmosis" is a technique many students employ to passively learn details by being proximate to some source of knowledge. There are two problems with this phrase and its application. Firstly, osmosis is only referring to the movement of water, or solvent, but not the solute, it should really be diffusion. Second, diffusion takes place across a concentration gradient. If you ponder most text books, and then the human brain, you realize that the latter is far more dense-- especially for the insistent among us. Therefore, if there is a phenomena which knowledge particulates radiate from any source of knowledge, it surely only seeps out into the ether. So yeah, no, it isn't diffusion, it is just learning from being around people who are talking, which is still pumped in by your brain's interpertation, in any way you are working.

Learning by advection would probably be like the old film "Lawnmower Man" but that is a phenomena for a different time.