Made some dinner. Chicken patties with pasta and Parmesan cheese. Listened to Belle and Sebastian. Played some Mario Kart ( Read more... )

I walked outside a bit today. Some people gave me strange looks. It was windy and the leaves were blowing around in cyclones. They walked against the wind wrap up like baked potatoes. Thinking of this made me want baked potatoes, with butter, cheese, chives, sour cream, and bacon bits. The cold did not bother me. My heart is already cold enough. ( Read more... )

I am having a real bad case of writers block. I have been sitting down to write poetry, but all I end up doing is banging my head into the desk. Then I have a hard time getting my head out of the desk, because the friggin' nails. I tried playing video games, but Mario Kart did not translate well into verse. I have been reading some Keats and ( Read more... )

Went to Springfield for Thanksgiving with Lee. He made me stay in the car. He thought I might scare his niece. He brought me out some food though and introduced me to his brother ( Read more... )