language
i find that my writing style is digressing back to the old days before i really knew how to write. maybe not the style, but just my wording. less... creativity, just stating things. i'm not really sure why, possibly because i haven't been reading much or writing as much. just when i can. have time to. and not colapse. which is rare.
tomorrow's going to be long. very long. but i'll get through it cheerfully. infact, i'll have fun with it. eat that.
i need to buy three journals. 1) poetry journal. 2) character study journal. 3) spiritual journey journal. and they need to look cool.
i don't really like putting myself on hold. especially for stuff i don't enjoi.
and i think the cover band version of random frequency should be "chilly willy and the pick-a-dillies" in honor of freeman. just because.
effectively, i have a week to do things. everything pretty much. and i'm not sure it will actually stop for a break there or not. but it's not the end of the world i guess. just me. it's not that bad, just slightly so.
sometimes i feel more productive during a resting stage than during the busiest seasons in my collegiate career. proportionally, i have done more, actually, i've done less. but for some reason i like it much more if i sleep better.
some day soon i'll write journal entries where thoughts continue into others and there's some continuity. but for now, i'll be a little unorganized. like my writing.
naught.
tomorrow's going to be long. very long. but i'll get through it cheerfully. infact, i'll have fun with it. eat that.
i need to buy three journals. 1) poetry journal. 2) character study journal. 3) spiritual journey journal. and they need to look cool.
i don't really like putting myself on hold. especially for stuff i don't enjoi.
and i think the cover band version of random frequency should be "chilly willy and the pick-a-dillies" in honor of freeman. just because.
effectively, i have a week to do things. everything pretty much. and i'm not sure it will actually stop for a break there or not. but it's not the end of the world i guess. just me. it's not that bad, just slightly so.
sometimes i feel more productive during a resting stage than during the busiest seasons in my collegiate career. proportionally, i have done more, actually, i've done less. but for some reason i like it much more if i sleep better.
some day soon i'll write journal entries where thoughts continue into others and there's some continuity. but for now, i'll be a little unorganized. like my writing.
naught.