I sit here looking at the denim dust coated cover of a teach yourself how to make web pages book drinking nuked day old coffee. I wonder once more why it is that powdered creamer doesn't dissolve as well in nuked coffee, in spite of the coffee's being hotter than when it emerged from the brewer. Looking back to the book I hope this works out better than the teach yourself Latin book fiasco.
Ubi sunt naute...no wait puelle, puelle, gah aii noooooo!
Picking up the book I decide to
dedicate a tissue to wiping the work grime off its cover, thereby substituting denim dust for faint traces of cat piss.
Never leave a box of tissues on the floor in a house with more than four cats, especially if more than four of them are
juviniles. Having written a paragraph, although not on the subject matter the book suggests, I reopen the book...
Having read a little more I decide that I don't like repitition, but can't help aknowlaging its value as a teaching tool. I look over my shoulder repeatedly as my roomate plays Grand Theft Auto: Vice City. Its cartoonish excess seducing me away in mind if not in body...back to work.
1. When did the momerath outgrabe?
2. What was the purpose of alice's race with the red queen?
3. To what end did the walrus and the carpenter lead the oyster children?
In the future, projects I'd like to do
Scribbling 2.0, a few examples of my image putterings
Inspirations, webcomics that make me want to quit working for the man