The last week or so has been absurdly crappy, so I'm going to go low-profile for a few weeks or so. In the meantime, I'm going to ponder things like the legitimacy, or lack thereof, of the ontological argument; where Superman Returns ranks in the grand scheme of superhero movies; whether I have to replace the CD-R drive on my desktop because of its sticking door; whether or not to buy Trauma Center for the Wii; read some books; crap like that. Before anything else, though, I'm going to read through the entire run of The Amazing Spider-Man, which should be arriving at my door tomorrow afternoon.
And I think I'm going to start exercising my writing skills again. I came up with an absurdly bad plot for a movie about a week ago, and I think I'm just going to knock the script out for shits and giggles. And, when I say it's absurdly bad, it's bad. I mean, I know I use the word absurdly a lot more than I should, but I'm not a walking thesaurus, and this plot is certainly absurd, to the point where I wouldn't have considered writing it when I was in high school and I thought highly of my writing skills. But the story (all thirty or so words of it) makes me giggle, so I'm going to knock out a really bad script for a really bad movie. I'm putting a handlebar mustache on the main character, which just makes me giggle that much more.
In any case, I'm not posting for a while; not that anyone's going to notice, since Technorati lists a whopping one site that links to mine. So I'm going to go be productive and shit, but it's going to be a while before anyone sees me again. In the event that you happen to instant-message me and get an away-message, chances are about fifty-fifty that I'm deliberately ignoring you.