http://www.wurb.com/if/index
Just for my pleasure
The school is running amok with it's own version of a cyber-nazi-gestapo. It wont be long before they take down Blogger, i bet i bet. By "take down" i mean "block." But anyway, as long as i can use the above link to play text adventures from the IF archive, i'll be fine... How can they complain about playing a short story online? As long as it's not smutty. I'll still have...
my ways. Roseu keeps humming beside me... I question, has anyone ever harassed her about that? I don't trust strangers.
I'm tempted to complain about this new movie ive been seeing commercials about called
EuroTrip or something? But I would rather decide that it's not worth my time.
I am in love with the late
Albert Camus since I've begun reading
L' Etranger a few weeks ago. Now that I'm into it, it gives me such an intense rush that I can't concentrate on reading anymore... I love the character he's made... How he's given this life he didn't ask for or understand... He is indifferent to everything, he doesn't feel the things around him.. Everything that the character does, no matter how ordinary screams so much about him... Eating eggs from the pan Sunday afternoon, staring out the window... They should all be miniscule details, but with this they are parts of the story... I love short novels and revealed character.
I should not have this unhealthy an obsession.
a student... of philosopy?
I am, or seem to be, developing an unquenchable thirst for a look into the explinations for the world.
I'm sitting here, blogging. I am drinking the now ice cold tea that I forgot about earlier while it sat beside me and my intensive reading.
My writing is being interrupted, I must pay attention to the persons that command my attention. Slight grumbling.
