Stick me in some place where the light shines differently. The past couple of weeks has seen me building my personal slackdom around my bed. Intentionally being a slacker isn't easy cause the guilt gnaws at me nearly every other hour. Weird quirks have developed. Strange words appear into my mind during random interludes for no apparent reason except that they appear. Words like erroneous and convival and I don't even know I know such words, much less their meanings. Yeah, okay, maybe my brain is just so deprieved of brainwave activity that it is churning waves of its own, just so it wouldn't decompose anymore than it should, heh.
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