the worknight spirals to its end.

i was $\LaTeX$ing for most of the evening, but now i'm just tired .. yet not tired enough to crash into bed, yet. it's times like this when i'm glad that the internet is full of diversions: a wonderful interpolation between the rigors of work and the decadence of play.

just now i've discovered the photography of one fred izquierdο, and his shots are rather aesthetic in their geometry:

i can't tell if these shots are inherently hypnotic or not .. but no matter. (maybe it's time to call it a night.)