I found myself with the good fortune of reading the meta-fiction that is Grant Morrison's run on Animal Man. I could go on about the boundless cunning that weaves its way through the series. Or the impact that such a run could have on a community that had just voted to kill an icon by phone. I could even speculate about the title's contribution to the establishment of DC Vertigo. But really, all I can say is - omg, Grant Morrison once had hair!!
I'm avoiding doing an assignment that threatens to puncture my remaining patience and sanity. As much as I love masturbation I'm thoroughly over the pretentious drivel which universities encourage. Why say something in 4 sentences when you could use 4000 important words?? Oh well, I guess I just play mouse for three more months. Run round and round the wheel. Chase cheese. Wait for a pat on the head and hope for no mousetraps.
I move on once more in a week's time. All this in an attempt to buy some more breathing space for myself as I have found myself swamped in the amount of things I took on this year. So I will no longer be "a" supervisor. However, this doesn't mean another blog closure. After all ,I am still "the" supervisor. At least until I get bored and dream up a new superhero identity for myself. Except for the fact that I actually do things, I feel increasingly like a character from a Carver short story.
Oh! I also had the beginnings of my Indian inspiured birthchart/birthdate/birthtime thingy reported to me. Very very creepy stuff to hear from someone who has never ever met me and knows only the most cursory details of my life. What was told to me goes deeper than anything any of my friends knows. Honestly I was shocked to hear all the things I hold warm and cuddly tight being told to me by a complete stranger. This wasn't a tell the future or the past thing. It was just about my head. Among the few things I can share : I worry too much (the reason being that I can see my way 360 degrees around a topic, both sides, all angles and this actually drives me a bit nuts - and worse still doesn't mean I come out with the correct course of action!!), that when I get angry I need to keep my mouth very firmly closed as I say things that hurt people far worse than if I punched them with all the Hulk's strength and that I am cunning. None of these things were said in a necessarily positive light. These are apparently elements of my being which can influence my actions in a negative way. Fucking pooh! I always thought being cunning was a good thing...
Oh yeah, and Collingwood had better win tonight. Should Rocca fail to kick any less than four goals I'm officially having him booted from the side (I've been planning this for about a month now).
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my saints made it!
also, i need to read animal man, and his run on doom patrol. His batman run is pretty tops even though each issue seems to be a little short.
Grant Morrison looked gross when he had hair. NOw he's just bald and beautiful, especially when he has nice shades.
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