a computer-animated Shakespeare adaptation about garden gnomes in love
A Shakespearean tragedy seems to be odd fodder for this.
Few men dare ask the question “What is toffee, exactly?” All those who have investigated this substance are now either dead or insane.
Happy Birthday, Mr. Lovecraft. While I’m not a fan, no one can deny that you’ve been influential.
I did not sleep very well last night. Too hot, kind of uncomfortable, and then the alarm rang at 5. My play at disc was probably affected. I felt decent, was running fairly well, but I was in the way more often than not. I’m not sure if I threw the disc during the game, though I did manage to catch a score. Decent D, I guess.
I’ve gotten very little done work-wise today and will probably head to bed after I post this. Just pretty blah all around today, not wanting to deal with much of anything outside of reading fiction that is not my own.