Comic Books, Drag Race, & Life in New Zealand
by krisis
There’s a quarter in my toilet. Don’t ask me how it got in there, but now every time i flush i can hear it dance across the underwater porcelain and come to a rest just barely out of site. It’s annoying the hell out of me, but there’s no way i’m reaching into the toilet up to my elbow to retrieve a stupid quarter. I’ll work up a system with pulleys and magnets before i do that…
by krisis
Meanwhile, in an effort to make sure that i do some actual work this weekend, i just totally disabled my guitar. That’s right, i cut off all six strings, wiped it down, and put it away without strings on it. It takes me forever to restring my guitar, which means i won’t even try to touch it this weekend. Sadly, that probably means no Trio. However, i do have three papers to write, so maybe it’s for the best.
by krisis
What i just awoke from was not sleep: it was hibernation. I had been running low on energy all week, but a fitful Wednesday 12-hour night left me refreshed on Thursday morning for class and work. Friday found me a bit sleepy, but still alert enough to contend with all of my classes (something i couldn’t say for myself on Wednesday). After my last class i stopped by Mad Greek’s to get a Chicken Cheesesteak (which very well might become a weekly tradition; last Friday i had a chicken sandwich there with laurel), inhaled it while reading the newspaper, and then headed back here. I made the few posts that you see underneath this one, and then decided to head into the bedroom for a nap. That was 6:30pm
That nap lasted until 8am this morning, when i got up to make sure that my bladder didn’t explode. After using the bathroom, i took a peek into the living room to see that it was exactly as i left it; matt hadn’t come back from the lab. I headed back to the bedroom, considered how much blogging i could get done if i started at 8am, and then laid back down to get another hour or two of sleep.
That hour or two lasted until 1:30pm. I slept for 19 hours straight; longer than most people stay awake on most days. Even more amazing, this means i only spent 10 hours awake yesterday… surely not enough to tire me out that much!
And now? I’m wide awake, and raring to go.
by krisis
by krisis
Wow… despite many acts of romantic courageousness and/or stupidity on my part, this one takes the cake. How many rock stars have you handed love letters to?