Preparing for my final exams might have been a good idea. But I guess merely flipping through the PDM textbook this morning wouldn't have helped me anyway. I'm such a slow thinker. I'm such a slow person. I eat slowly, I chew slowly, I take tests slowly…

I draw pictures slowly, I sculpt slowly, I paint slowly, I deliberate slowly, I generally work with my hands slowly, I study slowly, I write slowly, I navigate through drop-down menus and word processing and general productivity applications slowly (although I have to commend myself here for my exemplary typography, even if I stubbornly work without keyboard shortcuts).

My noncomputer runs slowly, my Java compiler compiles slowly, my personal Internet connection (when I subscribed to dial-up in the past) was SO FUCKING SLOW. I'm even typing more slowly now as tears spring to my eyes, blurring the monitor before me as I become aware of my life's lethargy…

BLAHBLAHBLAHBLAHBLAH—

I'm waiting for this stupid "five-minute download restriction" to pass.

Final exams this week. I didn't want to study last weekend, so I inveigled my dad to take me to see Prince Caspian. It was pretty good, actually. Much better than the first. Even though it's such a distastefully Christian story. More on that later, though.

It's sort of silly, but some images just won't leave me…

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