Blogging from bed is pretty nice. It has it's perks I'll tell you that. Especially when your beloved reupholstered computer chair isn't aging too delicately and you hold on to it for sheer love of the fabric than the chair itself. Perhaps when I get some extra money I'll splure on a new chair...and of course some new fabric!
I wrote quite a bit last night and part of me is done trying to compose some sort of story together. I have an rough idea in mind, I figure the rest will just naturally fall into place from everything I have written. So why not just keep at it and keep at it until all of the pieces do fit together?
I'm slowly starting to figure things out. I don't want to spend my life writing "updated through..." that would depress me immensely and that is exactly what I started flipping out about yesterday. But I think I have somewhere to go now. I'll figure something out.
I printed out Little Brother today. I'm going to start reading that.
This entry was pointless, but isn't everything?
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