Why don't you run along to the garage and blow it up, or something. *

Blogging! Not always interesting.

In the past couple of weeks, I guess I have:

- broken my camera (dropped on floor)
- broken my keyboard (spilled tea on it)
- procured new camera and keyboard, wept bitter tears at expense and at crappy mushiness of keyboard
- experienced doubt about long-term employment/lifepath whatnot
- stopped caring so much
- started caring again, and spent too much time trawling craigslist for dumb positions like Photographer's Igor
- finished a painting I like okay
- been fed fancy japanese food several times by parents
- achieved a semi-pointless unpaid summer thing where I babysit famous parrots
- agreed to make t-shirts such that it is almost impossible that I will break even
- refound this site



* a line from a movie I watched on TCM, whose real name I don't know, but I mentally refer to it as 'Billy and the Divorceasaurus.'