Sep 01, 2006 19:29
...yet, the plot thickens.
The search for a thesis topic, a reason to actually be in school, is fast approaching an ending time. "The time is near." However, it is still quite fuzzy and does not fit into a box of any type of construction. It resists the bonding powers of even duct tape.
Life currently consists of running over zombies with a lawnmower in a game that has very small text, thus making progress impossible. This does not concern me. The simple act of running over zombies is much like a Pac-Man in the days of yore. It is a task that is entertaining and rewarding on its own and needs no complex motives, story structure, nor a beginning, a middle, or end. God bless my 360.
My car is entirely functional. A truth, for a second consecutive year. Distance is not an obstacle and time is irrelevant. If it exists, then probability suggest that I could reach there with sufficient motivation. Unfortunately, classes will begin next Tuesday which will keep me bound to this place.
Fin.