to afti tsitsirizi, aka peitharhia trito meros

as the ear sings it's own tune,

a tune that could break a wine glass should anyone else be able to hear it,

i remember what i ought to,

i ought to read for an exam that i am entirely unsure of.

i am still entirely unsure how time slips through my fingers like this. i look at clocks every so often and the numbers are far larger than i expect them to be. today's objectives: laundry, study, work on workbench. done none. tomorrow's objectives: go to classes, take exam, study for next examination. may only manage the middle one, to say the truth.

and now we are preparing to watch the original tron while finding funny pictures to put on the living room pc's background