more confused than this!

no pretty icons yet. :(

but i had the wierdest dream, night before last:
( star wars:the first trilogy. in the land of the clones. )

and then i'm lying in bed this morning, trying to wake up, and i fall back asleep and have the whole dream over again. wtf?!

thinking, thinking and more wtf?!

trying to do research online and vaguely musing on world building, for the still nameless world, and i found these questions about Io:
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Open Issues

It seems that Io is radiating heat faster than the tidal mechanism can generate it. Is the present epoch atypically active? Or is there some additional source of heat?

What mechanism drives the volcanoes? What is the eruptive material?

Does Io have its own magnetic field? If so, what is its origin?
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neat! oh, i don't know. (whistles while looking innocent)

and in the continuing 'Quest to type up Everything', I found this:


Conchshell Blade

The moon seems to be pink
through the viel of the billowing curtains
and a blade lies on the balcony
three feet of steel calling to me
and a conchshell worked on the hilt I see


bad poetry, and another reminder of my fascination for making objects for my characters.

but - but i had forgotten about the mermaids! all these little clans of various apperances i tired to make, and their cultures and relationships with the humans...

ow. i need a time machine, so i go back and tell myself to keep better notes, at the least.

i can remember the blade itself belongs to a human allied to this particular group...

yeuck. some of this is really bad poetry.

(no subject)

still plugging away at typing. found some notes for an attempt at Lunar:Silver Star Story complete fanfic.

specifically, the character Nash, who is the most annoying guy, but i liked him, and playing back through part of it while my sister kicked me off her computer, i realized why.

we have the same attitude about some of my neighbors. (way too many of my neighbors)

example: in referance to /the/ town of hicks in the game, Meryod, where the people are living in houses built across a river, with rotting plank bridges connecting them;

"No, the amazing part is that these hicks managed to nail anything not related to them."

me, looking out the window at the lastest amatuer construction site, planks everywhere, dogs running loose...

"Yeah, that about covers it."

yikes. i need to stop being mean about the neighbors, but... really. what is this guy making? and why?