Solution for writers block

found something to write about. My car has been stolen. Woot.

Writers block

this will be the sixth time I've tried to write something on this screen and ended up deleting it, not sure as of yet if I'll delete this or not, not much to update people on. There is however a BBQ on sunday that I'm going to that I'm quite sure will end in tears, well atleast vague annoyance. I just have a bad feeling about it, so you guys will get news on that Monday to be sure.

93.3: The Suckening

I just spent time in a car listening to 93.3 and they suck, more than they used to ...... alot more. Just thought people should know

Oven Capers

So the heating element in my oven is going out, it kinda looks like it's welding itself. My pizza turned out fine (in case anyone was worried) despite the blinding light, that pizza is now forever known as the little pizza that could, since it overcame adversity and whatnot. The maintenance people are supposed to come in the morning and replace it, while they weren't specific as to whether they were replacing the element or the oven, I’m thinking it will be just the element. My roommate Robyn is secretly hoping that it will be the whole thing that gets replace, but she's used to disappointment.

Robyn the plague bearer

i'd like to give thanks to robyn for giving me this cold that is currently depriving me of sleep

Sea Serpent

So I fell asleep early yesterday and ended up waking up around six this morning. I went out on the deck to have a cigarette (shut it Spare). There was a snake swimming past in the pond that my apartment complex has, and in that fog of focus you get in the morning where you really only see the thing you looking at and nothing in the periphery it looked huge like one of those blurry pictures of Loch Ness. As I paid it a little more attention I realized it was only about three feet long and there was a duck giving it a wide berth, but that was about it. Something you'd only think about early in the morning when you aren't quite awake.

Chapel shopping

So I went with Robyn yesterday to Powell Gardens to see the chapel. I think she and Joe decided to go with it but you'd have to ask her to be sure or, you know, go to the wedding. Robyn was getting sick so we didn't stay long. the time frames they give you are a little cramped she has two hours to get in and get out, that will be fun to watch even though I'm sure I'll be included in the chaos, I mean festivities.

So you people win

Here it is the grand inanity of my life and you fools drove me to it, I blame Jim mostly. It's becoming this odd thing, today I saw a link in which you could read hurricane victims’ blogs about surviving the storm. Some sort of eerie voyeurism I suppose. I like that my life just keeps going the way it usually does small adventures here and there and drama trickling in from my roommate Robyn. So this won't be that interesting. Anyway, there’s my thought and initial post. Now go claw your eyes out, I command it.