i finished sewing, i finished the it crowd, i watched some dilbert, i watched conan o'brien can't stop even though i don't find him funny and i was surprised to be interested by it, and i started watching a '99 show of george carlin's in which he's as brilliant and funny as always. the thought that sitting and staring at my wall while continuously eating and not actually doing anything was nagging me the entire time. i got up, read the brilliant lyrics to lupe fiasco - streets on fire and am now planning on reading some more of chris beckett - dark eden which is as great as my postmodernism professor said it is.
that's still a lot of consumption. i must produce!