so here i am, stuck on my old imac from back before i knew any of you and was living along the lines of locking myself in my room and using this machine to basically render three dimensional mountains which i happened to lose all of during an extremely bad crash...but thats getting off track. or is it? confusing to not have a track to keep track of, isnt it? hehe...

well, its 12:15 AM, and ive just finished posting the entire winter schedule for CHA on their webpage, thereby reducing the chance i will be eaten by parker to a mere 25%, because you always have to assuem, 75% of the time, that he will indeed filet and fast food you whilst strolling camly down the hall...

of late, i think people think there is something wrong with me because they either say i look rather odd or sick, or ask me if there is something wrong without me even mentioning a word...is there something wrong with me? that wouldnt be...uh...expected? "cool"? bah-humbug...again and again i turn things over in my mind, to find that the worst is not that bad, and that the best is spectacular...enough to make up for even those long thinking nights...indeed...

goodnight all, sweet dreams