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just your average... er... correction: just your normal... correction: me. |
I just lost half a journal entry because the darn thing kicked me off. This'll be short I think. I'm tired. My hands are cramping. This entry may or may not make sense. You've been warned. It finally feels and looks like Fall. There's been a gray, cold November sky all weekend and the leaves are finally the colors they should be. My arms are cramped. I typed three pages of a story earlier today. Size 11 font, single spaced. I was proud of myself. I have plans laid out for a whole big story which I don't know if I'll ever finish. I wrote for three hours last night longhand (I like doing that better). I got deja vu a lot this past weekend. (My weekend lasted from Thursday until tonight because of days off.) It usually comes in groups though. My brothers got cheap black gloves to wear with their Halloween costumes. I'm wearing a pair of them right now. They're not the warmest gloves, but they're something. My hands will be covered in black fuzz when I take the gloves off though. I'm waiting for the shower... My eyelid keeps twitching. Like you all needed to know that... Why am I so afraid of everything? I'm so paranoid about everything... Attack of the ellipses... ... ... .... ...... .... ... Oh geez. I should really go before this completely collapses into randomness... AHH!! ANOTHER ELIPSIS! |