Coded green.
Pic of the day: Some days I feel approximately like this. Cheap fillerWell, today I wasn't feeling well and so I did not go to work. I ought to feel well tomorrow, and writing a long essay now would probably make that impossible. In fact, I don't think I can even find a good ending to any of the half finished essays I have floating around. I've been re-watching Joseph - King of Dreams today. Yes, it moved me a lot more than the other one. Good thing I had it lying around. Well, it did not actually move me enough to move, but I kinda budged a little inside. And the hour up to midnight I've been reading Namir Deiter (super girly goodness by Isabel Gonzales). Why don't you do that too? That way you will forget that there is no real entry tonight. Some recent ones have been too long. Perhaps for you readers, certainly for my hand. I sure am glad I don't have to DRAW every day. I would probably have worn my hand down to the elbow by now ... Half of the time with the eraser. I do that a lot when I write too. Right now I feel like I could appreciate this book. See? Told you you should read Namir Deiter. It is good some days, and you never know when! Then again, so am I, and today is not one of the good ones. To quote my best friend, the girl I kinda love but not like that and who doesn't love me: "You know, good days and bad? I'm one of the BAD days." (No, it didn't make sense when she said it either, but it was kinda funny. I don't think any of us was noticeably drunk either. We never needed that.) Last words. Well, hopefully not of my life, though I did eat some new salad spread today. But a purrfect way to end the day: Ain't that the truth? |
Rain and distant thunder. |
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