My day:
I read
Finder: Dream Sequence. Mused on the ideas about creativity and shared minds contained therein.
Played Rachet & Clank for three hours. I was amused. That is, I was un-mused. You know, like atypical, but with muses.
Attempted to remuse myself, and spent two frustrating, tear-inducing hours with nothing coming out of the pencil.
Finally abandoned my hand to its own devices and said "FINE. Do whatever you want. I'll be over here, rueing my day."
This came out.
I'm not sure I can explain it at all.
It looks way better inverted like this.
