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Strange dreams
I dreamed I was in the Dreaming. As in the setting from Sandman, and a handful of post-Sandman, Vertigo titles that I used to obsessively read. I'm such a comic nerd, I sometimes dream in comic settings. I've also had dreams in panels, with pages turning ( Read more... ) -
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I went back to the doctor (boohiss for more money spent), but finally got prescriptions that work worth a damn. The difference is huge ( Read more... ) -
Down with the sickness
I recall Brandon, curled up and miserable on a bench in the Seoul airport, sick with what he would describe as a nomadic cold. I think that best describes what I have. This morning, it moved back into my throat. I was enjoying not having to cough. I really was. So much for that ( Read more... ) -
Double post for awesome
Side scrolling, arcade-esque Watchmen game.
It's nothing too exciting, but I am full of geeky glee to play it.
Also, I have mixed feelings about the Tales of the Black Freighter being done in an anime style. It would have been nice to see, for once, some kick ass western animation. But, the story calls for an intensely dramatic visual style, ( Read more... ) -
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It feels like I'm leaking money worse than my sink leaks downstairs. But, paying my student loans for the month is good for leaving me with that sort of feeling ( Read more... ) -
For those who like used book smells....
I used to laugh at my boss when he'd open up an old comic someone was trying to sell him, and take a deep whiff of it. Once, he caught me giggling, and held the comic up under my nose to prove his point. It smelled very chemical. Someone had gone through a lot of trouble to restore the comics to a cleaner look ( Read more... ) -
Hello, internet
The internet did not miss me as much as I missed it ( Read more... ) -
Still mooching the series of tubes
Called AT&T. I should have internet, in MY apartment, on Thursday. The operator was confused when I tried to explain the 6-but-it-was-once-5 situation. She asked if I had talked to the landlord.
I wonder more and more if my landlords are lords of anything. Perhaps merely the apathetic babysitters of properties.
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I'm moved in. There's stuff still in storage, waiting for me to figure out what the crap I'll do with it. And there's still boxes on the floor of my apartment, waiting for me to get shelves and such to put them on. In some ways, I have more space that I expected, but figuring out how to best use the tiny kitchen is a challenge. My olive oil ( Read more... )
