The sky this morning is very blue. It's the sort of blue you want to loose yourself in. I stared up at the sky like an idiot before getting on my bike, silently constructing the dimensions of the sky my head and wondering vaguely if fantasy has a separate category for skies.
Last night while doing homework I thought someone was playing their CD too loud, then after a moment of listening, decided that that can't be quite right either. There's abolutely NO background instrument in the sound of a guy and an acoustic guitar, and the sound is coming too loud, too close.
So I went out to the floor lounge and saw a guy sitting there with his guitar, playing and singing. I went right back to my room and got my camera and, despite the quality (or the lack thereof) took a picture which I will upload eventually, some day.
The musicians of Miller Hall.
Am doing p-series test now in math. Am doomed. There is no escaping it.
[edit 10:59]
Apparently AIM has launched its "bots". Remembering Anna's attempts to have a philosophical discussion with SmarterChild...was that freshman year?
2 comments:
were they turned off before?..
a couple days ago i had a random urge to talk to them and only the santa one wasn't responding. but the again i hadn't talked to them for months so i wouldn't know if they were not working.
p.s. logged unto aim only now and see what you are talking about.
the sad thing is that i already had a folder for the other robots =P
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