The latest chopped cabbage

The wind seems to have died down, which is a good thing, because my window is broken and liable to just fall out any minute now, I think. I have to call the landlord, but his lack of English-language skills is always a deterrent.

When I was walking from my car, the gusts of wind were literally pushing me around. This high wind thing ended up with the power knocked out for at least four hours tonight, sending me into a tailspin of soul-searching. While I do have a lot of candles (and peeing by candlelight is always exciting!), electricity is what I'm all about. The laptop didn't seem to be discharging as quickly as I had feared it would, but I logged out to conserve the battery, just in case. Then I sat there, surrounded by candles, pining.

The computer owns me.

I think something has got to be done about my hair. I lost another chunk of it to a rubber band yesterday. I wonder if I'd still look absolutely horrible with short hair or if my newly rediscovered cheek bones would make a difference.

Mmm... marzipan.

A pair of idle hands

...Do you wanna be my friend
Do you wanna start it off
Just to see how it will end...


Rhett Miller: my hero.

I think that the hardest lesson that I've learned this year (and am still learning) is that things end -- and it's ok that they do.

Just something I'm thinking about.