A Notebook from long ago.

Everything now felt like marshmallow left too long over the fire; all gooey, sticky and falling apart, plus a little singed at the side.

Note 114 from the Dodgy Doctor Handbook (Harper Collins, 1988)

Excessiveness, or the expunging of any useful thought, logic and coherence, may lead the brain to turn into a 1400gm marshmallow. It will be all soft and squishy, and if you let it burn out over a fire it becomes taffy. Yum.

-Dr. Mack T. Shortenheim.-

Also, it makes you very lame. And you can’t decide if you’re being deliberately so or otherwise.

It also robs you of your writing capabilities. I feel mentally challenged (retarded).

Woot for 2009!

I’ve been trying to mess with the Blogger layout settings over the New Year holidays and somehow - despite it being idiot-proof now - managed to accidentally overwrite the blog’s layout and gadget placements, which pretty much turned the blog into a blank page of errors while deleting my links in the process. So I started template hunting, and settled for this one, which has a coffee-ring at the top corner like the one over at Nanowrimo.

And I’m not one that remembers whom I linked to in previous blogs, and what you see now is all that I’ve managed to salvage from my decrepit memory. I’m sure I’ve missed half. And if it’s your blog, would you kindly drop in a reminder?

I’ve not really settled over a proper title yet, so I named it The Pragadissio Notebook, an old notebook I lost which title meant nothing (I’ve searched, online and off, and really, it means nothing) for the time being.

This is as far I’m updating for tonight; I’ll only put up something proper once I sort out this marshmallow-of-a-brain problem. I hear some sort of exercise works wonders for it. According to Dr. Mack, anyway.

Gnites peops.