Stepping out is easy.

Goodness gracious me, it felt like a hiatus. And when it didn’t feel like a hiatus, it felt like a long forgotten hobby that was left behind as things picked up and the world moved ahead.


It’s done now, the freelancing thing. Or, at least, it’s done until it comes back from the evaluation with additional demands of things to add. But I wouldn’t be so tightly wound until then (it being work in the nature of financial remuneration will hold a position of higher priority and focus), and that means I’m a freer man to read what I want to read and write what I want to write.


I already feel like I’m kilograms lighter (in spite of the throngs of assignments awaiting my tender warmth and care, of which I’ll leave until tomorrow…)


So. Nothing really happened for the past 10 days. I did get a lot of work, though. Somewhat. Work which I tackled with small doses of manga and vids in between. I am such a fucking arse, haha.


I don’t know; perhaps I’m rather stoned from lack of sleep, but I can’t seem to remember much about the past 10 days. What that was done, what that had happened… an early sign of senility, perhaps? I remembered an exam that I didn’t do well and another that was strangely fun to write (I wrote it as though I intended to rewrite Alice in Wonderland with as much fun as possible), and somewhere between those two days I bought a tube of Mentos and finished it in class.


Oh, and I think it was yesterday that I secretly drove straight to university because the trains had a hiccough and delayed for a good half hour. It wasn’t a very advisable act, firstly because it is expensive (tolls and petrol consumption would aggregate a good 15 - 20 bucks spent driving to-n-fro) and secondly, the traffic at 6.30 a.m. in the morning is not particularly friendly; I had to perform emergency brakes every minute to keep from hitting cars that ducked into my lane without warning, and a few times I went on the wrong lanes and had to wrestle cautiously back into line.


It was a very short drive for mankind (40 minutes plus detour), but a giant step for J-E.


That’s about it. Everything else wouldn’t come to me now, so I guess I’ll have to wait until they do.


I’ll be going to sleep now, but before that I’ll put up something here that’s rather interesting.




This is One Man Band from Pixar; I hold this as my favourite Pixar short of all time. Musical harmony and comedy! Enjoy.

Goodnight people.