Thursday, February 14, 2002
Thursday is a good day, even if it is valentines day. How funky was that? We had Chinese New Year on shrove tuesday, which ment that last wednesday was Ash wednesday and today is Valentines day. We scored a trifector.
So of course, NOW it gets hot. Blah. Tin shed is bad. Make brain melt. Make Washi very stupid. More so then usual, I mean.
I want to write Rafael's story. No, rephrase... I want to draw Rafael's story. I also want to think up a better name then 'Rafael's story', since it's not primarily about him. Perhaps it's just me, but averting an invasion by underworld forces is more important then one fudged up red fox who'se already dead anyway. I wonder if the leter C is taken? Oh wait... Yeah, it is...
Boy I hate meself right now. Must be the heat.
We all know frogs go pop in the microwave...
I like Poetry. We're studying some in english, primarily William Blake and John Donne. I prefer to find poems I like rather then poets. Or even snippets of poems. Like my lyrics collection. A song can be really good, but have absolutely crap lyrics. And visa versa, although just the lyrics can make it good. Mmmm, fire makes it gooood. Good fire. Make meat taste better ^_^
Um... yeah. I think I've poluted up the english language enough for one day.
"This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper. "
~T.S. Elliot The Hollow Men
