So...quick scanlation this week! But, that's not necessarily a good thing... I seem to be saying this every week, but I don't really have much to say this time around. But mostly things are self... Let's hope the next chapter will be as quick as well!! ...I don't know whether or not I hope this chapter was a fake xD This post might be edited again tomorrow when SleepyFans' scanlation is out
You know what I said about trying to write about him being normal next time? According to the contents of this blog post here... I was telling the lies when I said it. Okay, so. As I think I've expressed... the shit starts building up til eventually it hits the fan. I'm not sure all of this makes 100% sense, so comments and critiques from the three (three?) people who read this thing would be appreciated
I've been obsessing over Coldplay's "Viva la Vida" today. I'm not sure why. I liked it when I heard the clips on the iTunes commercial, and I generally like Coldplay, but once in a while I get obnoxiously...in the end. Didn't you know that? ;) Your monthly-ish quota of unreadable, Romanticized literary musings is over from me. Time to go to class and then go home to get our new fridge installed
On the way home from school today, Skylar and I stopped at Trader Joe's for provisions. As we were getting out of the car, she mused on the birthdaypresent, an American Girl "Just Like You" doll, in her...when Skylar was only a few months old, long before she could speak, I had the distinct sense that she was outthinking me. I welcomed the impression. It was nice to feel outthought. And it still is
I had this entire thing written in my head, but by the time I got home to write it, it turned into something elseentirely and doesn't even make sense all the time. Goddamnit. But I've been grappling...Machi is physically attracted to, in a very, VERY generalised sense. Hurr. And Drunk is right, I keep explaining too much of his fucked up bits so maybe next time I'll talk about something normal
Yeah, this weekend was way harder than the last weekend. I sort of recovered my vision of the piece by last night, but we got relaxed and then we went behind schedule. But, somehow, I still love filmmaking...still. Their very dumbness could as well be intentionally setting a contrast to Catherine's impulse to treat the provocative as banal. It shows how banal everyone is when they try to be provocative.
... first, Dogs, in their historical complexity, matter here. Dogs are not an alibi for other themes; dogs are fleshly material-semiotic presences in the body of technoscience. Dogs are not surrogates for theory; they are not here just to think with. They are here to live with. (5) In other words, dogs are not mere metaphor; they carryweight and meaning of their own. Regarding the other tendencies, Haraway...
All things created have creators. All art is a visual, audible, tangible, or otherwise sensible representation of an abstract idea. A piano does not play music. A piano makes an array of sounds at...the image of a face, the elaborate stories made of simple marks of ink, and the arrangement of notes into song--are not accidental. Life, therefore, must have been creation--not circumstance.
...and built by consensus of the entire group (the rogue can't reach the doorknob! he's only 3 feet tall!). In general, players spend XP in ways that must not violate this game coherence. (Note to other theory wanks that I'm not saying anything about creative agenda here.) The rogue cannot heal because the rules do not permit it unless the player multiclasses, so the player cannot spend XP on healing...
I went to a "fall fire" party at a friend's house last night in West Philly, it was a good time and I really enjoyed hanging out with the "West Philly Queer Set" (I'm sure I will in time move down to that...we're going to go see. --Life is such an adventure sometimes. =) On a side note, I'm thinking of getting my septum pierced. **The opinions of others are also welcome on this subject as well.
