welcome to fun

It's 5am and I felt like posting. Does that not fascinate you greatly? It does to me. It is greatly fascinating. It is... grascinating.

My urge to post is the direct result of sitting here and going into writer withdrawals. I just sneezed, by the way, in case you're interested in that kind of "reality" TV, er... read.

What I love is making up words. Usually this means adding several words together and it's not incredibly original, or "incoroginal." But that doesn't really work. It has complications since it's just a passer-by type of mix. I could have used any descriptor to precede original. That's ironic somehow.

Snaffle!

Anyway, moving on to the next chapter:

I learned several things today... or maybe just one. That is, art and music are distracting. Creativity is apparently in danger of being outlawed from schools for being distracting. You know, to the serious business subjects. Like maths. Very integral to most of life's challenges.

I can almost imagine a bunch of rebellious kids at the back of an oval with their illicit notepads and crayons scribbling on pages and being creative. Then along come a teacher - "What's going on here?!"

The kids hurry to hide the evidence. Caught multi-colour-handed! Caught with their imagination on! The audacity. The gruff teacher rats them out and they are given detention, perhaps even suspended for their mischievous ways.

And the drug problem is solved?

Ha ha ha.

Good show old boy.

I haven't posted twice in a row like this before. It feels almost sexual, like I've orgasmed multiple times.

I mean...

Goodmorrowing!

- PG ζ.

It's true, there are only three things that matter:
Your ability to love
Your ability to find logic
And your ability to imagine these three things are all that matter