Today's Muse: Wit, Or Lack Of It

My desktop luvvie died. For good. Last night, while I tried to finish up the outline for Wednesday's presentation. So, today during the bloody 4-hour break we have between Movement/Dance and Performing Analysis, I fried my ovaries with Laura's Mac. Of course I had it on my lap. It was Laura's.

I've set up me Da's old IBM ThinkPad; you know, the sort that still has the slow-scroll-load thingie that kills the eyes? It chugs along at a decent speed, and I've downloaded the bare essentials. Good enough for essaying. [I just realised my essay for Ac. Writ. wasn't backed up. Ppfft.]

Speaking of essaying: Two weeks into the new resolution and already I'm lagging. I'll get something up; been reading Steven Berkoff, and God the things he sends me brain into.

So, for now, random links:

Girls do fucking like geeks, you matyrs! - Alex A. reflects, complete with momentary burst of rage.

Doomsday: 21st December, 2012? - According to certain interpretations of the Mayan calender.

Banksy L.A. Exhibition - Stencils, Booze, Elephants (Why am I not there?)

And Lord Hair introduces his son and heir, Prince Hair - Because I NEVER get tired of the intergalatic dictator.


PS: Damnit, when is The Science of Sleep gonna open here?