A cigarette would be nice

So for once I woke up early. Around 12-1, when the postman finally arrives with my parcel. Waited 31 days for this hoodie. Pretty excited about it, it's been laying on bed in all its glory all day. Had to email CafePress about not having to send a replacement over. Normally I would've just ignored it and receive the late order and the replacement. I've bought from these guys before and they are pretty good. It's a simple design but it was worth it. Can't wait to wear it out.
It's pretty much this one on a white hood :

http://img.printfection.com/1/548/321345/YN0BW.jpg

Anyway I spent the latter hours of the noon trying to work on my script. Just got the ideas and workings all drafted out. So all there is is to write it visually then with the scripting layout. Sweet. So I put that away and played Modern Warfare 2 for the umpteenth time, in preparation of MW3's Novemeber release. Played that for like 4 hours.
That's right, bought a few more tshirts last night. I wasn't supposed to buy anymore but the temptation was too overwhelming. A thuggish tattooed picture of Lincoln, and a Che Guevara zombies shirt. $50 in like 5 minutes. But that should be okay, getting paid tomorrow. Speaking about tomorrow, work again. Need to pick up the act and search for another job.

Need a poster of Emma Watson in her pixie cut hair. Must. Buy. Nao.
*taken over my consumerism*

History unfurled

If anything excites me more than letters on a page, it is the secrets time holds. And what better place holds both for all to see, than a library stacked with books of yore.

"I go into my library, and all history unrolls before me. I breathe the morning air of the world while the scent of Eden's roses yet lingered in it, while it vibrated only to the world's first brood of nightingales, and to the laugh of Eve. I see the pyramids building; I hear the shoutings of the armies of Alexander." - Alexander Smith

An Empty Inkwell

Why is everyone I write so similar.
All  fantastical, old, morbid or dark.
Medieval or some fragment of conjured paranoia.
Eurgh!

Winter of my discontent

In a world where everything changes, there is always something stagnant.

熱血燃燒 YND2

情和義今天我知　是我不需一再懷疑
世上無情人在變　義氣本色不太易
但我知　今天到此　生死與你創造名子