Wednesday, January 23, 2002

i don't know about any of you
(who?)

but when i'm tired
the sound of a room teeming with the sound of computer fans...
kind of makes me feel hm
really ill

moreso than i would have
had it been only the no-sleep plus no-food factors

these are the kind of computers that say
fooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

better than the kind that say
whiirrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

certainly better than the kind that say
ziiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii
or
eeeeeeiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeezzzzzzzzzztt!

but they're making my head pound nonetheless

want to go hoooooooooome

want to go home and eat

and sleep

forever

yes

i will so not be in class tomorrow

friday...
well...

i'll think about it

whenever i feel like thinking again

not soon

feel like i'm in a coma

going to sit here for three hours
and edit out backgrounds from photos
whee fun
i love this class

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being forced to do this makes it oh so much more painful

i actually might do such a thing for fun
that's how sick i am

but this is death

foreground, midground, background

d'oh

my image contains er... one of these

but which one!?

i'm going to sit here and contemplate this for awhile

good excuse to stare into space

as if i need one

yawn

yawn

yawn

yawn yawn yawn yawn

well... one hour wasted, two more to go.

here is where i would generally commence with total mindlessness, i.e. typing out the intro to the hhgttg, but...

hell, i want to turn the brain off completely

this keyboard is pretty quiet, i bet no one would notice if i bashed my head on it for a while

maybe if i beat the mouse senseless it'll create some neat effects in photoshop?

there is not a drop of creativity in me right now

litres
gallons

entire oceans worth of complaining i have left to go...

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