Language is strange. Or maybe it isn't language, but the way one's brain processes it? I keep trying to write an entry, but I can't even manage to finish a sentence; the words just don't connect in any way that makes sense. Mostly I'm just so tired. I usually tend to ignore my birthdays (another year where you've achieved exactly nothing, what's there to celebrate?), but sitting in an MS Access class half the day in hindsight perhaps isn't the way I would have chosen to spend it. (Then again, perhaps this falls at least under 'achieved something'?)

I think I might have left my brain behind there on Sunday, still busy trying to understand the whole database thing, and refusing to process anything else right now. It certainly feels like that.



Also, I still haven't watched the TW Miracle Day trailer. I know this is taking the whole spoiler phobia thing waaay too far, but gah. Can't quite bring myself to.

Going to bed now, I think.