Spent the weekend doing scuba classes. Mild fun, but at points tiresome. Mostly in the classwork stages. To plan dive times and depths, you use a chart. Well, three charts. I didn't find them complicated at all, but apparantly that was just me. Last class went nearly an hour late so that the instructor could keep explaining sample problems that took me 30 seconds to do. Tiresome.
Also saw Cirque de Soleil's Delirium. It was neat, but I wasn't feeling the concert-style approach. Too much dance show, not enough freaky circus of stellar acrobatics.
It seems like other things should have happened to me recently. But nothing comes to mind. Although I have become obsessed with Sluggy Freelance. The artist is a hell of a storyteller, and manages to combine slapstick humour, poignancy, and heart-rending tragedy into the most unlikely storylines. Storylines which take his core characters into any genre you care to mention. Not every storyline scores full marks, but it's still well worth reading.
The big upside to life right now is that my new life is working out well--specifically, I am earning money faster than I can spend it. After years of "one DVD box set every other month or so," the ability to buy what I choose pretty much at will feels good. I'm not going nuts or anything, but when the new Nintendo hits stores I can grab one without spending the next year paying off the charge to my credit card.
Out of things to say. Best be off.
"Okay. In my defense, that was physically impossible."
-Riff
First off, watch my gorram play.
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Oh well, my recollection stands.