my writing is a garbled MESS today. i cannot properly express very basic intellectual ideas, much less string them together into a coherent foundation on which to ground a cogent argument, to SAVE MY LIFE.
i believe an alchemist has transformed my gray matter into lead (which is another kind of gray matter, after all). commence reflection upon the properties of lead...
dense.
uniform.
cold.
soft.
metallic.
melts at a relatively low temparature.
poisonous.
gets your hands grubby when you handle it.
impervious to readiation.
(get it? readiation.)
i believe an alchemist has transformed my gray matter into lead (which is another kind of gray matter, after all). commence reflection upon the properties of lead...
dense.
uniform.
cold.
soft.
metallic.
melts at a relatively low temparature.
poisonous.
gets your hands grubby when you handle it.
impervious to readiation.
(get it? readiation.)
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Date: 2007-10-24 07:18 pm (UTC)the difficulty is that i'm working on something that i really don't enjoy working on; i have to do it and i don't want to, and it has become this enormous THING standing in my way.
blocked blocked blocked by my brain-O-lead and my stubborn stubbornness. "i don't waaaannnnnaaaaa!!!!"
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Date: 2007-10-24 07:28 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-10-24 08:48 pm (UTC)