Saturday, August 13, 2005

You know, the funny thing is, Azure was the only person who really thought I had some sort of terrible problem or that I'd been consumed by a squid or something and he's the only one I actually told I was going to be away and explained the damn post to.

What the hell is that? *rolls eyes at the stupidity of Azure*


Anyway, I've been away for the past two weeks, which has resulted on my missing out on a good 70% of the things I'd planned to do this summer, which pisses me off. >: o

But that's all boring, angsty stuff no one needs to hear about unless they're Azure/Vince and I decide I want to plague them with it. : P


So, without further boring crap, I present you with a terrible, crawling-of-the-skin-inducing fact:

Last night, while I was trying to get to sleep, something crawled across my face.

It was the kind of experience that just reassures you that you are never going to visit any place with a population less than a couple million again willingly.
It was also very unpleasant. I mean, if an ant walks across your foot in broad daylight, that's one thing: it's an ant, it's your foot, you flick it away, no harm done.
But when some fat, hideous-feeling insect crawls across your face, in the pitch dark, it could be anything. I brushed it off, felt part of it squish under my fingers, than noticed they had a musty scent to them all of a sudden.
And I still don't know what the damn thing was. It could have been a claw shrimp for all I know!


I don't really have much of interest to post, aside from my having read "Watchmen" the week before last.

And damn.

If you haven't read "Watchmen" yet, you're life is but an empty farce of existence. If you have no idea as to what the hell I'm talking about...well. Then there's very little to be done for you, aside from telling you to read "Watchmen".

It's an Alan Moore dealie, so you know to expect greatness. Can't remember the artist's name off the top of my head, but he did a fine job.

Basically, it focusses on the private, human lives of ex-super-heroes. Lots of philosophical discussions and enough angst to go 'round twice.
I can't do it justice sleepy as I am, however, so I'll abandon the prospect for another day. (Actually, I wouldn't be half-surprised if Tony's already reviewed the thing. : /)


It seems as though I've been posting almost exclusively when oh-so-very tired, so Godel-ville has waned considerably. *yawns*

I've been feeling far less motivated to get things down lately. Or rather, less capable. I'll wake up in the morning and still be tired, as though I hadn't slept at all.
Also, as far as things impossible to interpret go, I have had almost zero interest in food for the past few weeks. I had to force myself to eat half a bagel for breakfast this morning, five or six hours after I woke up.
Bleh.
Went out for dinner for my sister's birthday and I could barely stand to look at the buffet.

Wonder what my problem is...? *yawns again*


My cat's meowing at me and I think I should head out before I collapse with fatigue. -.-


Start working on Monday...pah...stupid little kids...
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