By the gods. That was excessively intenseI just rattled off my term paper in one epic five-hour sitting. I was exhausted all day, then got a massive second wind around ten and kept it going by drinking tea, eating lots of cake, and listening to high-tempo music. By four-thirty, my term paper has gone from being half an intro paragraph to being ( Read more... )

Dammit. I'm not going to sleep tonight. I'm just going to work until morning. That's how far behind I am ( Read more... )

Note to self: I think I'll be a therapist when I grow up. To support the writing ( Read more... )

Well, english was nice today. Basically we just played around with an absolutely ridiculous story idea for a while, and then things broke down into a frenzied, nostalgic discussion about childhood cartoons for the last half hour. It got me really high-energy, and reminded me of how I was back toward the start of the year. The winter makes me so ( Read more... )

FUCK.

Everything is so wrong. I'm so wrong. I feel so ashamed about so many different things and I know I'm not supposed to be this way.
But damn it, I can't say anything here anymore. I can't be open on this journal. I can't be open anywhere.
Lest ye be judged.

Gah! Writer's block is the scourge of aeons!I can't come up with anything to write. Not even for this English story, which should've been done a long time ago. I'm struggling through idea after idea and nothing sticks. Hell, I was up until two last night trying to work out some crap about robots and this morning I looked at it again and just wanted ( Read more... )

So, back from New York. Frankly I don't care for the place. I don't like big cities, I'm not a fan of these filthy human hives. All the streets look the same to me and its just too damn much wadded into one place. Regardless, I examined NYU, glimpsed briefly at Columbia, and was annoyed we didn't see Bard despite its proximity. It wasn't a college- ( Read more... )

I had three dreams last night, which is the most I've had in months. They're a very rare occurrence with me, and they're always trivial. In the first one I was jogging down a path through a forest and came across a massive grizzly bear, and woke up before the foregone mauling. The other two involved being in buildings with escaped pythons. I deduce ( Read more... )

Well, that mound of books and similar objects at my bedside has been steadily growing for years now, and it finally gained a sentience of its own and shortly thereafter attacked me. I managed to subdue it with a lead pipe, and enclosed are the results of the autopsy ( Read more... )

Teehee!

This aberrational hybrid of sight and sound is my doing. And I am proud.
Windows Movie Maker is my new pasttime.

It isn't half as funny if you haven't played the game that dialogue is from (StarFox64), but it's still at least a little amusing.

Huzzah.