heh.
if i had the time, i probably would’ve come up with my own list of why books are better than babies.
my favorites:
- You can leave books in a box for months and they will be okay.
- If the book doesn’t turn out how you like, you can always get rid of it and not be arrested.
- A book can be left in the car on a hot summer’s day with the windows rolled up.
i would, however, most likely put a baby in a box for months…
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i’m starting to think i suck the 12 dicks of failure these days. it’s taken me what…2, 3 weeks to get close (mind you, close) to finishing my tube top. i haven’t done anything cool with the website in forever, i haven’t written anything in forever, i have no urge whatsoever/nor inspiration to draw anything, and i have nothing good to read.
wait, scratch that, i just started a book on great white sharks that is pretty fuckin’ awesome…but it will be done a couple of days.
and as for games? i half-heartedly thought about playing lumines last night and totally discounted that idea in favor of drinking a shit ton of water and checking my email. i’m only mildly interested in guitar hero when i’ve already got a huge-ass headache to deal with, and it’s been EONS since i’ve hooked up my beloved NES. i only played a butt-ton of tetris this week out of necessity/being trapped in chicago.
the other day i was thinking about rampage and monkey ball…but something came up.
something always comes up.
never mind the million and one other hobbies i’d like to undertake or continue that always just get pushed aside.
meh.
