05/01/22

welcome to funny

and thus began the record of days, and thus began the study of letters, and thus began the alchemy of numbers, and thus it all began, the creation of myne homunculus, and all the while i sipped my lentil soup. (it is a bit too salty.)

(yea, and the letters do sing of the salty soup as well, the letters they seek to compile all.)

i've written a bit about what the creation of this website is for, and at this point i'm awfully bored of describing what i want to do instead of actually doing it - this is not a diary, or a Blog, or a last will and testament, it is an active record of my akira bike-slide into whatever brick walls i feel like presenting at the moment.

i'm supposed to be an artist.

it's what i went to school for (never mind the fact that they never seemed to get around to teaching us anything) and it's what i've based my entire personality around since the third grade. i do so much less and so much more than that, however. there's a good number of complex and volatile emotions surrounding this of course but i've tried addressing them and it gets extremely tiring so i decided to build a website instead.

(and lo the wizard studied the days that had passed and built a webbed site of his own.)

well, two of them sort of. they're mushed together under the same domain right now, just site-tree bullshit keeping them apart. maybe eventually if lp gets to be way too big and squiggly (and especially if i end up building the theater labyrinth like i really really want to but don't know how yet), at that point i'll split em. but i kind of like having them together like this - the front-facing theater with all of the things meant to be displayed, and the underside, with its own organization and a wizard who lives in the walls.