Snippitts of Illusions

an hour till tomorrow.

first off: congrats Nick, glad to see others selling thier souls to the marriage machine.
somebodies got to.
better you than me.

it's 9:40 and i go to work in an hour in ten minutes... woohoo...
doing the gas station gig again, on top of the bookstore.
my days, or most of my days are spent at the store, my late afternoons and evenings are in theory, spent sleeping (you'll notice i'm awake at the moment), my nights are spent either working, spending listless hours around my apartment, or dozing.
yes... life is.

nothing exciting.
nothing noteworthing.
i read alot; fantasy novels, game books, currently reading a history book "Lies My Teacher Told Me." it's actually a book on how inadequate history books are, with examples of how inadequate they are.
yeah, it figures.
the victors will whitewash the history.
plenty of losers have written their own versions, but the victors get to whitewash it.
i've got a stack of folklore studies books too, as well as a helluvalot of plays...
i'm a geek, and a nerd.
that, or it's a blaring example of how i need to go out and be more social.
i don't think gaming counts.
in fact i'm sure it doesn't
i'm not sure theater counts either.

there's nothing exciting.
no major ephanies, or at least none i'd like to relate at the moment.
i have two plays that i need to complete to some satisfaction.
Fitzlephisch, for lack of any other reason than sure headache still sits in rewrite mode.
the first one act of Theme and Conversations needs another rewrite, the other two one acts also, but i'm afraid to mess with them.
i've got others, still kicking around in my head... but for now, they will remain there.
for now.

posted by F.G. Shaw @ 9:43 PM