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My life as a Wayland
Intoxication not advised

Thursday, December 07, 2006

I was bored and I snored, so loud that the fire alarm was ignored.

This is just a post to pass the time. Also, pass the mustard, and pass some renal calculi. That was both delicious and painful. Yet, the time is not completely passed so forwards we shall go.

Er...maybe a little backstory? Yes, that'll flesh out this post a bit. This very anorexic post. Maybe bulemic, I think it has identity issues. Stop staring! It's a disorder, stop making it feel bad. The stigma is just unbearable. Now you've made it cry. I hope you're happy with yourself!

Well anyway, why am I here? There is the long answer and the short answer. Simply put, I'm waiting for some programs to finish running on one of the other computers, but I have to keep checking on it. That would account for a very disjointed stream of thought. Actually, it's probably more of a dam. Probably a dried up one. Like Melbourne's reservoirs. I should be on Stage 2 thought restrictions. Absolutely no thinking between 8am and 8pm.

Right...clearly being surrounded by abnormal brains has...well, the rest of the cliche is obvious.

I seem to have a love of the ellipsis (...), it features prominently in most of my posts. If not all of them. I don't know why that is, maybe I just like to trail off a lot? Perhaps the three dots reminds me of Orion's Belt? Perhaps subconciously I want to BE Orion and hunt...(there it is again!) things; animals perhaps.

I'm still waiting for the program to finish running, but I've run out of things to say. So that's a wrap.

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