Fluff
Started: Monday, November 6, 2000 21:17
Finished: Monday, November 6, 2000 21:40
Yeah, I can just see the Master's students flocking to this page, and the other pages in this little gathering of funny folk. Home of the twice dropout, persona non grata spit out by the education system of America. lol.
Some strange, strange freaky characters we got posting over there in the Content Solution pool. Strange, freaky characters indeed.
So here I sit, musing about... nothing, really.
No acting class tonight. Kind of a downer there. Just little old me, sitting at home on Monday night now. Or in tonight's case, falling asleep for a significant portion of the evening.
In an event strangely reminiscent of last night, I woke up out of some very fucked up dreams (I don't remember what they were at the moment, but I know they were fucked up), turned on Fox, and arrived just in time to catch the title credits of Ally McBeal.
When the first act was nearly finished, I gave up. My mind just wasn't focusing on the show. Maybe missing the season premiere will do that to ya. I just found it... well... pointless. Not that it wasn't funny. It was. There's just so many other, better things I can spend my time on. So I left. Call me a traitor.
Only my mentor knows what I really did after that.
Bleep.
My Real Magic book arrived today. Happy for that. Read the Preface. That's it so far. Maybe I'll have to do some pre-bedtime vulturizing tonight. (Yes mentor, I promise I'll get back to the Robin Wood stuff. I need a little break in the form of change of venue before going back for round 2 of that. A challenging road ahead.)
"...and Bitscape is assigned study hall."
--my mentor
Ho hum. Unless I can think of anything else to say real quick, I guess this will conclude tonight's lack of content from this farmer. Alrighty then.