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Momentarily returning to reality from my smutty fanfic writing coma, and I find that I really haven't missed all that much and that I was actually a bit happier and felt more useful in my coma. Nothing has been happening that really has been of any note in my life, especially since I've only had two classes in the last two weeks due to Reading Week and Spring Break.
I get up, eat something, drink tea, return to my computer, write, check email, write, wander around the house looking for something else to eat, return thwarted to my computer, write, check email, get up and try to do a little reading for class, fail at that, write.
I mean, really. Does anyone actually care about that level of my life?
Not even I care about that level of my life.
I spend my time reading about other people's lives while having none of my own. How sad.
Today had some variation. I didn't write and drink tea. I spent most of the day whacking off in Photoshop making a wallpaper and drinking coffee.
Ah, variety is the spice of life.
I will probably be visiting Ashland Monday through Tuesday-ish, since Wendy is bored and not working and I have no classes, and we both desperately need something to do. And we have a car. (A kind of dysfunctional car, but it does still move, and that's the important part.)
Books I'd like to get back from people if possible: My Tao-Te Ching from Crystal, Scientific Creationism from Heather, and My Year of Meats, Fast Food Nation, and Nickled and Dimed from Angela.
(And my copy of Dragonlance from Owen, and my other copy from Jen. But going to Ashland won't help me with those.)
Speaking of books, I recently bought and read a very interesting one called Culture Jam by Kalle Lasn. Very...inspiring.
Or something.
Blah... I got nothin' worth saying, really.
Reentering my coma.
Momentarily returning to reality from my smutty fanfic writing coma, and I find that I really haven't missed all that much and that I was actually a bit happier and felt more useful in my coma. Nothing has been happening that really has been of any note in my life, especially since I've only had two classes in the last two weeks due to Reading Week and Spring Break.
I get up, eat something, drink tea, return to my computer, write, check email, write, wander around the house looking for something else to eat, return thwarted to my computer, write, check email, get up and try to do a little reading for class, fail at that, write.
I mean, really. Does anyone actually care about that level of my life?
Not even I care about that level of my life.
I spend my time reading about other people's lives while having none of my own. How sad.
Today had some variation. I didn't write and drink tea. I spent most of the day whacking off in Photoshop making a wallpaper and drinking coffee.
Ah, variety is the spice of life.
I will probably be visiting Ashland Monday through Tuesday-ish, since Wendy is bored and not working and I have no classes, and we both desperately need something to do. And we have a car. (A kind of dysfunctional car, but it does still move, and that's the important part.)
Books I'd like to get back from people if possible: My Tao-Te Ching from Crystal, Scientific Creationism from Heather, and My Year of Meats, Fast Food Nation, and Nickled and Dimed from Angela.
(And my copy of Dragonlance from Owen, and my other copy from Jen. But going to Ashland won't help me with those.)
Speaking of books, I recently bought and read a very interesting one called Culture Jam by Kalle Lasn. Very...inspiring.
Or something.
Blah... I got nothin' worth saying, really.
Reentering my coma.
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Date: 2005-03-29 05:13 am (UTC)With credit, of course-- not that I think I'll *use* it, but...but...DAMN! *rolls laughing*
Ah! You've been studying literature? It shows - very much so!
Inu-no-Jess =
five seasons of X-Files + American Gothic + Stephen King + reading Revelations at a young and impressionable age + no-pressure family (for anything: sexuality, school, religion) + (an environmental liberal arts college + five years x strange, scary, wonderful professors) X a natural intelligence + writing ability + love of religion, symbolism, language + open-mindedness about learning new stuff.
Yeah. I read everything I get my hands on, and I make connections and stuff like that. I'm pretty classically educated, considering my time period.
I just learned to read New Testament Greek! ~_^
Feel my awe - it is warm and snuggy!
*wraps up in it like a blankie, and offers her warm, snugglily friendliness and weirdness in return*
Coolies!