Today I associated with Frida the Risograph again. It was amazing, because the sun was still rising, and as the freshly printed papers came out of the riso, the sunlight flashed blindingly white on them. Mesmerizing. I never knew pages of a chemistry lab manual could be so beautiful.
So after the hell that was registering for classes yesterday, I managed to finish Myst IV: Revelation. More on that later.
I HAVE THE MOST RANDOM SCHEDULE EVAR. It's bizarre, I swear. I dropped Lang 120, because I'll probably place out of it. So I have Phyics of Sound/Music, Modern Philosophy, Introduction to Sociology, Foundations of Mathematics, and my philosophical colloquium. It's all very philosophical. What an awful system, though, yanno? It's like a cut-throat race against time, because everything fills up like WHOA. I became very familiar with the phrase "shit fuck."
I really need to get on with my articles. I got my shiny laptop the other day, and i've been transferring files, but I still really need to finish a few. It's insane, the amount of writer's block I have. It doesn't help that Photoshop has recently begun to flash a charming smile my way. And I have a Saiyuki fic idea that refuses to leave me alone. Agh.
I just don't have much time, especially with that whole earning-a-paycheck thing. When I do get some time on my hands, I mean to get a new site layout-ish thing. Something different.
So yes! Myst. Read no further if you care about spoilers. Yes, it's been out forever. But it wouldn't work on my old computer correctly, so I had to do it on my laptop. I started at 1:00 pm on Monday and finished last night at 8:00 pm -ish.
I think the ending was interesting. I already knew that Achenar died in Yeesha's lap due to an unfortunate excursion into the Myst section of fanfiction.net, but I was still really depressed about it. I was depressed about it because it was sad and because I was definitely expecting a final showdown between Sirrus and Achenar. That was disappointing.
But the one - ONE, I promise - person who did not come out of Revelation smelling like a rose, crushed or otherwise, was Atrus. What the hell? I mean, c'mon. Yeesha was innocent and sweet. Sirrus was perpetually pissed off, and HE HAD A REASON, HELLO. Achenar was amazing, because of how he changed into such a decent [okay, halfway decent] person. Catherine was at least worried about her sons and asking after them. But Atrus was not. He was suspicious and harsh, and it was because of him that the brothers freaken blew up Tomahna in the first place. If he hadn't been so unforgiving, they might have reformed, and they might all be a family.
Way to go, Atrus. Way. To. Go.
I really, really, really love Serenia, though. What a lovely place. So beautiful, it almost made me ache. But then I had to try to carry offerings to the freakin' elementals, and it drove me crazy. Go figure. |
you brought your bitch to the Waffle Hut?