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shiny objects

Tuesday, October 19, 2004


So the days go by and I find myself sitting here at 3.20 in the morning, mind spinning 9000km an hour, full of words and nothing to say. I've pared down my schedual to a managable load, salvaging what I could from the great depression which was my academic career until approximately a week ago. I'm writing again. I'm smiling again. I'm going to class and work and doctors appointments, just like I said I was.

And the kingdom prospered. Or some bullshit like that.

In other news, here's the opening paragraph to my latest work of genius: "Once upon a time, there was a little girl who made out with another girl. And she lived happily ever after. Too vague? Ok, then allow me to back-track . . ."


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