In France with La Famille - terribly tired, and filled with sugar.
Haven't been able to write a coherent sentence in days and days, and I blame it all on being constantly surrounded by other chattering humans who're typically demanding of my time and energy. Plus my own lack of purpose.
I tried to write about how I want to start making shoes, how when I was seventeen I worked for a video game company, and how recently I've had a bad haircut that makes me look like a German fighter pilot -- but nothing is flowin' from these typing (85 wpm) hands.
Oh wait; 45 minutes distracted by else blogs. I'm sorry baby, I was making fun of other peoples stupid hair.
Easter: A Japanese horror triptych interpreted as the cat-and-chipmunk archetypes.
Just a little sleepy.
In Other News:
I am totally considering rocking up to the Woman in Games conference in Newport, South Wales next week. Can I afford it? Hells no -- but if they'll consent to sell me a ticket on Tuesday, I'l be there on Thursday morning.
I may have to email them, to confirm if that's a possibility.
Otherwise I might not go at all.
What, me idle minded?
[EDIT: oh I could have it so much worse]