OMG. HYDROCODONE. ZOMBIE. INCOHERENT. FAIL.
Due to the persistent cough/post-nasal drip that's been keeping me up nights, I've been exhausted lately, which of course in no way helps me fight off this creeping crud that's lodged in my sinuses; a visit to a doctor rewarded me with a Hydrocodone-based cough syrup (along some less-side-effectey sprays), and the narcotic is fucking me the hell up. I can't miss work due to the fact I have three students to supervise (their practicum ends tomorrow, whew), but I am completely ineffectual at anything requiring any sort of attention span. *5 min pause as I drift off into a hypnagogic stupor*
Wha? Where was I?
I was going to write about something, but I've lost it. As the Polish expression has it, "the film ripped", if you're old enough to have watched 16 mm movies you know that snapping sound and smell of burning celluloid. OK, here's something: what does "fanservice" mean to you? (No looking it up, what do you think it is?) I got into a big discussion around it yesterday and it appears it was largely a semantic issue. It's some very specific thing for comic book geeks that I totally didn't get.
Another snow storm predicted for the weekend. Please send help.
Wha? Where was I?
I was going to write about something, but I've lost it. As the Polish expression has it, "the film ripped", if you're old enough to have watched 16 mm movies you know that snapping sound and smell of burning celluloid. OK, here's something: what does "fanservice" mean to you? (No looking it up, what do you think it is?) I got into a big discussion around it yesterday and it appears it was largely a semantic issue. It's some very specific thing for comic book geeks that I totally didn't get.
Another snow storm predicted for the weekend. Please send help.