Oh Blogeria...

... I beg of you to deliver this post from reboots or Not Found messages....

Somethings gotta give, right? Short update for the week, my university had a book fair this wekk, at which: 1) I bought William the most subversive children's story I've read in a long time, "Painting Mice". Get it for your kids! 2) And I got "The Guide to Being a Perfect Bitch" in spanish. Some of you might think I don't need it, but practice and updating make perfect.

Work has been lazy this week. I let the kids watch "Sharkboy and Lavagirl" and play on the computers 2 days out of 4. Actually, letting them use the computer lab is quite stressful, as the machines are slow and they have short attention spans...

In other news I'm in the middle of a little storm of existential angst. Too much Platon and Aristotle at university mixed in with a hazardous viewing and debate of "Contact". Does the Universe exist? Do I exist? I guess these questions often seem a bit pointless, but in a roundabout way, that IS the point. Nothing is true everything is permisable. So then why get so hung up about a pair of shoes, or a pair of men for that matter?? The most annoying part is I already went through this when I was 15 to 17, and I don't need to go through that particular part of puberty again...

Redhead, eat your heart out...

Right, not about to post the longest article in blogger history as I have sooooooooo much homework, but here's a photo of the rockstar, Steve Rothery (a.k.a. the guitarrist from Marillion), and what appears to be the hunchback of Notredam....

Grrrrrr@$%%

Argh, I had just finished writing one of the longest, most heartfelt posts I've ever put type to...and then my computer restarted...so instead you get, well, my musings about why blogger always tells me it's saving a draft but I never have any saved drafts???Now I need to go see the internet about an Italian bisexual...