Well, as instructed by the top poster last week, I've changed the colors to fit her criteria. If you don't like them, post more and maybe you'll get to change them. If you do like them I hope this tiny surge of joy sends you on a rocket to eternal bliss and happiness.
Well, today I tried a new strategy to get me motivated. Typically I'll go through school in a somewhat lively mood and then I'll be paralyzed by apathy and despair when I arrive home. So today I thought I may as well see if the opposite works. It wasn't all that enjoyable, being dreary and just dripping despair all day, but what goes down should hopefully come up, so I'll just have to see how the emotional rollercoaster goes.
Other than that almost masochistic experiment, I really didn't do much of anything of any note today. I did write a "Song of Myself" and found that whenever I try to write any poetry at all it has to include some rhyme or I just can't do it. I tried, but my mind kept trying to put rhymes in everywhere. At least I didn't get too wrapped up in it. I'll start trying to rhyme my thoughts if I try to rhyme too much, and believe you me, it ain't pretty. I can almost talk in rhyme, but since I can't warp time to go back and fix the rhythm mistakes I've already spoken it's largely a failure.
Speaking of failures, you may have noticed that I mentioned a game involving world domination and insignificant objects yesterday. So, as part of another semi-contest I've decided to force you people not to do, I'd like to see what you can do with a piece of copper wire, three buffalo, and 500 Canadian quarters. You don't have to use all of that stuff, but you must use at least one. As for other rulers, there really aren't any. I'll give a point for the best and a point for the funniest (assuming any of you do it, of course). Post them in the comments if ya don't mind.
Well, I've got poetry to find, history to read, and time to brutally murder with a rusty spatula, so until next time.
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