I enjoy doing nothing but I hate wasting days.

In real life I have an Economics midterm on Tuesday I'm going to have to study a bit harder for simply not being able to pay attention in class worth anything. Thankfully, everything he teaches is straight from the text. I've been working and going to school the past few days, but had to miss my Saturday Psychology class due to the fact my mother had to go to court that day and there's no one else legally qualified to babysit. It was the reason I had nothing to do. It was a regrettably wasted day. And I say 'regrettably' because I barely got any gaming done. Sorry, Tex--I promise I'll plug in that Ethernet cord one of these days and play the living hell out Valve productions with you.

The day before that--Friday--I closed the store with an unexpected substitute employee from another store. By eight o'clock, the third employee went home for the day and we were the only two closing. He was an interesting person to converse with. We talked about movies, school, siblings, the social impacts of technology, going back to instruments we've long since abandoned. Then I set the alarm, locked the door, and we parted ways. A previous glance over at his employee ID on the computer has lead me to find his Facebook page, and my cursor is hovering over the 's741k' button. The internets are urging me not to be a total pussy. Rationality is urging me to close the damn window and stop being creepy. Some people are interesting if only because you never talk to them again. Maybe I should leave it that way. You can't really force these things.

On the internets| I've updated the Pokédex and reset the weekly poll. In this past week at work, I accidentally mucked up a phone number, and instead of hanging up, curiosity lead me to stay on the line. I reached a law office, and the woman who narrated the voicemail message had a strong Southern accent. It was pretty hilarious. So I figured, why keep this all to myself? For my weekly polls, I will be posting a small activity that may cause you some amusement for the day. Just something new that might end up interesting but will hopefully cause no harm. But we all know the nature of humanity. I'm sure you'll find a way to hurt yourselves with this.

In fiction I've decided to move my IRL writing class projects to this section because it makes more sense. I've gotten feedback on my homework and I managed to pull an A+ on both, but my professor's comments were very helpful and I can see my work improving already, bit by little bit. Spur-of-the-moment writing exercise I'll post is the Mirror Exercise. In fifteen minutes, you interpret the concept of 'mirrors' in any way you see fit, and write. What resulted wasn't as much good as it was a plot bunny spawner. I'll be using it in my final work, I'm just trying to figure out how.

His eyes and his mind are enemies. He is resourceful, strong, legendary. Yet his eyes call attention to his thinness. To his frailty. To his slim arms and ribs sneaking out from beneath the tight skin of his chest. His eyes survey the grime-encrusted walls and bloody footprints by the door and they ask if he plans to stay here forever. His mind tells him there's no reason to leave. He is a resourceful survivor. He is a madman in the dark.

But he's stolen a bike today. He's not sure what he wants to do with it.
This class has made me realize I can produce drivel-with-potential in a span of fifteen minutes. I should learn to write faster.