Boy. I'm going to be toasted.

[silveradept]

Fffft. Five pages to do for Monday. Three for Tuesday. Five more for next Monday. Five after that, probably twice around before getting to finals, and possibly a ten-page segment in there, too. I'm going to sit a lot in front of this word processor here in the next few weeks.

It doesn't help, of course, that I did get into block, and thus will be in Columbus for the game this Saturday. It may mean that I have to do work on the way down and type furiously when I get back.

Luckily, I'm already on page three of the first five-segment. So I'm doing okay, I think. Maybe. Maybe not.

So I turn my attention to other things. Like AP photographer caught in Fallujah crossfire.

Or dangerous rock groups, perhaps. Nuts causing accidents, maybe?

Nah. Best that I go to bed and keep trying to beat this cold. Keep Getting-To-Know-Ya, though. Good questions are hard to come by.

Comments

[silveradept]

1. No. I'm probably more of a Passionate Series guy.
2. Not at the moment. I may become one later, but for now, Part-Time Discordianism is all I have time for.
3. Asleep, of course. I didn't stay up to watch Ohio fall over and bleed red.
4. Marc Russel. Great politics and piano-playing all rolled into one.
5. Chicken.
6. Trogdor.

[greyweirdo.livejournal.com]

Trogdor?

[rimspace.livejournal.com]

The Burninator.