Rejected [Originally Written at 2am]

Emory Philosophy and State University of New York, Albany Philosophy.

To celebrate:

[10.39am: Wow. This was supposed to get posted 8.5 hours ago.

I am no longer "Oddly Jovial." Now I want five cigarettes.

Dreamed in combinations of video games, end of the world parties, and Terminator-style Apocalypse Militia. I fought a demon lizard king and had to transform into some kind of a Cthonic Lizard God, then learn how to stop time, and then kick the demon king in such a way that the resultant time paradox would cause him to implode.

Good morning.]

Art and the Stink of Clean

So I've soaked the downstairs bathroom in bleach, in an effort to kill any and everything alive in and on the walls. This means that I can't stand to be down here, for long, and I may not be on the InterWebuNets, much, today.

Before I leave you, however, I would like to entreat you to Buy Art, if you are so Inclined: http://mech-angel.livejournal.com/783719.html

If you are not-- or are simply monetarily unable-- then pass the information along to someone who Is and Is Able. Or just pass it along, to everyone.

The sooner, the better.

Thank you, and good day.