It Won't Be Long

Ugh... My stomach is convulsing. I feel a little bit sick this morning. Probably caffeine withdrawals or something. I'm really having trouble staying awake all day, and to top it off, it's hammer-time for all the Multimedia pieces. Lets see- I foresee a great heap of nothing in the way of media madness for my story. I mean, I looked through the meager, bare material that I have, but essentially found nothing really worth showing anyone. The pictures were great, don't get me wrong, but it's just that they didn't pertain very well to the story itself. Audio's absolutely spectacular, though, but I have only 1/3 of it. The rest is useless chatter.

This room needs a red door. It would just complete the ummmph-ness of this whole setup. Yes, random, but relevant to those who feel my awkward adolescence. Click click clack,... srcabble scrabble, double click, clack clack clack, click... It eats on a graphite-minded individual such as myself after being in the same darned computer room for almost an entire week now...

Establishing shots are difficult in cluttered basements. Thank you, Aaron. You're welcome, Johnboy. Good night, Marylou, goodbye heart. Moo. There goes the siren that signals the air raid.