what's the frequency, kenneth?

and boy, that was it. That was the end, and the spidering sprawling sunlight shot through the branches. Can you see those leaves waving so? They didn’t care much for each other but you know, they were smiling down at us. Just like Jack wanted. Just like Jack wanted. He was waiting for all that. And I’ve been waiting for all that. Well I know it now ( Read more... )

So apparently, sometimes whales and dolphins, sometimes, you know, do it.
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/7508288/
I hate internet.

Well. I need to do a few things today that I've put off all break. May/ may not bleed into tomorrow ( Read more... )

I need to find my digital again. Sometimes prose escapes too fast to be written down, and keeping that exact image from that exact moment has helped me before. And I could always take pictures of people I know and me too so that I can remember them ( Read more... )

Work. Back from... work ( Read more... )

Today at school, I fell asleep four or five times, even in Psychology. I got fairly angry at myself because damnit, Catch-22 isn't that bad and Brittany Blake (who is always very witty by third period) was there, but I am really, -really- exhausted. Work is essentially why my NaNoWriMo novel crashed and burned at 15,000 words. Tutoring kids in math ( Read more... )

( An Exercise In Nietzche )

www.nanowrimo.org

starts this month!

Writing Club pictures this thursday!

My SAT scores are in. I got a 1970. So, you know, the whole SAT tutoring doesnt really help (I only increased about 50 points in my writing portion).
I'm sending off scores to colleges today, and I need to send off my ACT ones too.
Well, back to this stupid painting. For the record, I hate my shitty paintbrushes. Time now for a job.