seeing yourself seeing.

Back from the Lunar New Year break, and hardly in shape for what's in store for me in the monkey year.
for the past few sessions in studio, i've exceeded the five minute limit of making a damn fool of myself. I swear i'm
never gonna take that from him again. that's bullshit? oh come on; what the hell do you want? i quote from the WISE one, "that's why you're in year one. and that's why they put me here."

lemme tell you, trust your gut. Some say, all that we are is a result of what we have thought; but sometimes don't you think that thinking itself goes too far? to the extent that anal-retentive unmentionables start spewing incinerations at you because you don't get his point, what he thinks. yes i think you have a point, but for crying out LOUD, stop being such an anal, think-i'm-sensitive, think-i'm-arty, think-i'm-god, ass licking, wannabe designer sheeshee. ok people, Lunar New year resolution here. one day the world will be a more peaceful, congenial, considerate, and polite place. Dean, we need a courtesy campaign here.