I couldn't resist my bed in the end. It least I got the packages out. It's time to start working on other stuff now that I'm awake again. It looks like another all nighter. This time I'll try to stay up all day tomorrow. My apartment is a mess now. I need to make a comic that promotes worship of the mother goddess.

Nice bed, soft bed, stop calling to me. I feel like skipping class today. I've been up all night preparing stupid packages to go out today. I'm sending out three of them and hopefully some of these institutions will want to play my stuff. I hate that step. I like actually screening. I live for that, it's fun. I'm sleepy as all get out now! Time is speeding up. Where is my time? What happened to it? Where is my money, will, inclination, and humor?

I send my praises to Terry. He is a mighty fine cook, he is! Thanks for a lovely evening y'all.

We were girls experimenting in ecstasy.

"An unjust law is no law at all"
- Saint Augustine (via MLK)


When machines and computers, profit and property rights are considered more important than people, the giant triplets of racism, materialism, and militarism are incapable of being conquered
-Martin Luther King, Jr. Declaration of Independence From the War in Vietnam, April 4, 1967