sunday march 2

today i did the following things: started up an online scrabble tournament, read a very very lengthy theory that attempted to explain the mysteries of lost, and went another day without accomplishing much on an important essay due tuesday. immediately afterwards, i dreamed: that someone flooded me with scrabulous game requests, attempting to make me lose focus on the important tournament game; that 75% of the characters on lost were killed in some sort of mass extermination; nothing about my essay. i worry it really revealed where my unconscious priorities lie.


tammy said...

my scrabulous partner still hasn't started a game with me ... i just want to lose already :(

Stuart A. Thompson said...

it's not the THINGS you did today