*Sigh*

It's finally happened, I knew it would. While I've never considered myself to be a prolific writer, I have nonetheless managed to slug my way through several writing intensive classes and have the occaisional paper published. Tonight is apparently going to be completely different. Instead of sitting down to a keyboard and magically pounding out a ten page paper in an evening from start to finish, I am sitting here struggeling with a 25 line technical writing assignment. 25 stinking lines, nothing serious either. I mean it's not like I was asked to combine the New Testement and the Qur'an into a new text using neoclassical twists on Shakespearian styles as a technical manual for a left handed smoke changer (don't ask, that one just flowed from the fingertips, you'll have that this late at night. Stick around Im sure it will get stranger).

But I digress....