Getting Behind: a sophisticated afterburner.

Mood: panicked - yet calm. (A bit maniacal even?)
Currently Listening To: The Prodigy "Breathe", Elvis Presley vs JXL "Little Less Conversation."

So recently, well, not so recently, but still recently, my computer decided its time on this earth had come to an end. Which was slightly confusing, considering it was only a child of two months or so old. This 'minor' setback, as IT called it, erased 1.5 scientific endeavors (Modcon, Modsim), the story I had been working on (I think you all know what that was.), and came right before the weekend when my relatives came to visit, and I just was forced to entertain them the entire day through - Yuck.


However, this divine kick in the rump - as it were - pushed my dusty butt into flight. I was forced to recreate all I had lost, or, in the wise words of Jayson Ho, "Perhaps you should kick it into manual and punch the turbo? Yo."

Well, I guess you could say what I've done was punching the turbo, or what popped into my head a few hours ago, a "sophisticated afterburner." Not much else makes me decide to stop slacking off and start working than getting very far behind. The ones in charge can say all they want about how finishing a few days before its due means you have so much free time! But I never usually do that.

Until catastrophe happens.
So in a way, I guess what I'm trying to say is I'm thankful for my computers premature proverbial kick of the bucket. I've caught up on most, if not all of my assignments - only one big one left that I believe I know people are looking forward too.

Now if only I could find a catastrophe to make me start doing art again.
Psh - too much wishful thinking for one day there fella.

-LK/MM out.

Time

Mood: Bagel
Currently Listening To: Coldplay - Clocks.

So it has come to my attention recently that I like clocks. It may have to do something with being 190 years old and all (Don't you dare call me old yet!), but I find myself whenever I find a watch, or a peculiar clock, I find myself stopping and just watching it for a bit. I'm not sure what it is about them that fascinates me so much, perhaps its the passage of time - or the inner workings with churning gears and calculated springs doing their job - but I find them fascinating.

In other news, I've been working on drawing more, as well as my story, but not the one I'm writing for my publisher - this one is purely for pleasure. Progress is slow, as is to be expected, but its progress none the less... But my main issue is a title.
What's in a title anyway? I could call it "Intriguingstory://titlehere" or "Of Hats and Probability" or "Willy Karen's Law versus Murphy's Law" but not one title I think of feels like it (quote, unquote) fits. Even looking at other story, song, and comic titles isn't helping this time. Once I choose a title - I'll be stuck with it, at least, I will until I decide to change it because I made a mistake in the title.


But what am I? Just a rambling (not old) man.