The soul has greater need of the ideal than the real for it is by the real that we exist, it is by the ideal that we live

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Spacey day

I took the wrong allergy meds today, so I'm more obtuse than usual...imagine.

I think I might just take the rest of the afternoon and stare at my apartment walls. They've got to be vastly more entertaining than staring at my co-workers who keep walking out of my office shaking their heads.

oh well

morsel-



Eastern European morsel, how's THAT for obtuse?