Full frontal nudity

Posted by admin on April 17th, 2008 filed in The New Illiterati

My mind’s fried. It’s sunshine and I’m sitting inside, translating a norwegian children’s book. It’s a fun book, but somehow I feel like doing something else.

The book is about a mad professor whose primary invention is a fart-powder. And a very small boy.

I need to get stuff done before I go to New York next week, but I always end up doing something extra-curricular. This is a bad habit I need to break, but I don’t want to break, since I enjoy my extra-curricular activities.