So I don't know about you, but...

>> Tuesday, December 16, 2008

In my apartment, it was the 18th century today. Apparently.



Woke up about an hour ago after tossing sleeplessly for a few hours more. Not much to do this late except watch movies or draw (too jumpy right now for books). Gone are the days when I had people for whom I was persuaded to stay up until 5 and 6 in the morning. I'm barely a memory to them now.

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Assuming I ever get around to having any, opinions expressed here are my own, whilst ideas are typically the illegitimate children of the last several things I've read. Viewer discretion advised in the case of uploaded self-portraits. Do not bother to fold, spindle, or mutilate the contents, as I can adequately do so myself without assistance. At almost all times, my tongue is firmly in cheek- I don't take myself terribly seriously even when my subject matter is serious, and any reader would be advised not to, either. React as you like, but I consider this to be the equivalent of practicing the cello at home near a slightly-opened window. You are welcome to stop and listen, but I play for myself.

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