part seven (really?)

well, sorta... five or six hours of this sort of sorta continuous distraction and screaming might be a good thing (or if could simply be a side effect of a cross between a super big gulp and a slurpee, if we want to downplay the vital importance of the message in the madness) and we could move on the an all new episode of haven where there is less eye candy but more imagination stimulation cuz you know i love science fiction for it's potential for infinite possibilities when the genre is in the right hands and even though haven started from stephen king's mind and his mind is one of my favorite playgrounds the show is not always a favorite it does offer a fair amount of distraction when i let it and i might let it if i actually stop writing about it and start watching a bit of it but even writing about it is helping the greater good or something like that if you know what i mean if you remember the point of the point of this series of entries that were not planned but happened anyway (are you there?... here?... anywhere?... sigh) so it is what it is and we choose what to do about it together or alone, the latter leaves it as it is, the former changes everything...

just call me the artist formerly known as the the artist formerly unknown...

narf :)