Secret Secretions
I made some cool flash stuff today, and I was all set to put it up and online, but when I saw it online I was appalled at how bad it looked. So, I censored myself, which is something I don't do too often. It wasn't that the animations were bad or anything, just that the edges of the movie were too apparent which left big gaping white spaces on the page. I was ready to just let it go, but then I realized that if I did that I'd be compromising the integrity of my work, and I'd never ascend above my lazy habits. It's like when you make a concious effort to close every loop of every letter when you are writing, and that's supposed to help you keep secrets, because un-closed loops denote loose-lips, or so says the book my sister got at the book-faire in 3rd grade.So, you have to wait for me to finish up my creation, and in turn I'll become a better person. You'll probably get better too, because you'll learn the value of patience or some shit like that.
Abandon hope for future plans
Tomorrow (saturday) could very well be the last trip to TDR that I'll ever have the pleasure to take. Chad Matheney is going to pay for me and Erica to go with him to The Terrace Dining Room, American University's all-you-can-eat on-campus-eatery. Chad graduates in a few days and while his future is only beginning, his meal-plan will be ending, and the legacy may die. I'll have to say goodbye to "Wok Island" and the place where you can make your own Belgian Waffles... I'm going to eat so much, and be uncomfortably bloated for the rest of the day, and if I cry, they will be tears of both joy and regret. Am I still writing?