Monday, February 25, 2008

Dear Diary. . .

Ha ha, I didn't post anything yesterday. Who cares? I did, however, buy some pants w/o trying them on, and they're . . . a bit tight. The factory must have mis-printed the size.

Getting ready to talk about Pericles' Funeral Oration this afternoon. I thought I knew what I was going to say about it, but now feel like I have no idea. "Uh, yeah, that was a pretty wild speech, huh?" or maybe, "Yup, that Pericles--he's always up to something, isn't he?" Maybe we can talk about how stabbing someone in the face or liver never seems to go out of style. Savage killing and high-order rational thought and rhetoric make good bedfellows.

And by the way, Maya just crashed, so @#$% and #$@$%. I just downloaded an autosave script which I'm sure will totally @#$% up my life and make Maya crash more, but what can you do?

1 comment:

Jennifer Harlow said...

That Rainbow Swirly of Death and I are pretty much good acquaintances by now...the Maya here must crash at least once every 2 hours(just from scrubbing through the timeline).

You could follow the topic in your previous paragraph and stab it in the face or liver. Bring the savage killing full circle. haha! :P