I am joking.

I was 'the shadow' in Andrew's movie today. I was supposed to be in a sensory deprivation lab, but I'm not quite sure what my motivation was. I wore a long black costume and kept tripping, which added to the sense-deprived effect, I guess. I also played with the camera and captured some outtakes for the making of the making of the movie Antidromica (Shiv is doing the first making of). We ran through the university tunnels and read the graffiti left there by the potheads. I typed 7 "I's" in this paragraph. So that was my exciting day. I've been staring at the computer screen all week, so it was nice to stretch out my legs and walk a few miles to the bus. 8. 9 if you want to get all technical on me... 8, correction, 9, first-person nominative subjective pronouns? -- or 8.9 miles to the bus? Who cares.

I laugh when my friend feels violated when her friends read her online journal. What the hell is the point of an online journal? Exactly. If I didn't want anyone to read something, I wouldn't write it; I would run to the nearest confessional booth and give the priest his daily whack-fodder.

current mood: shocked
current music: The sound of my nun ancestors turning in their graves