Stop frowning at the internet

My eyes are too tired for this hunk of electronic lights and whatevers that make this thing work. There is nothing new to say. I haven't ventured far since Tuesday night. I did things like begin to clean my room, only to be sidetracked by some extreme filing. I managed to convert a floorful of paper to a single folder. Feel that? That is pride beaming through my computer screen to yours. The pride only a stuffy librarian could understand. But alas, my floor is still polkadotted with fluff and paper and miscellaneous. That is tomorrow's task.

So, Catherine what have you been doing? Oh, I know you are all dying to know since I have neglected you for what? Days. Unthinkable! Outrageous! Well, duh, I have been writing and I don't want to sound conceited but I've been writing some pretty damn good stuff. Still I need a rewrite, redo, undo, edit edit edit. I still don't know where I'm going. I'm letting her lead me. I'm letting a fictional girl lead a fictional boy lead me down a path I can't quite see with the grand signpost of novel. What a novel idea, oh how I laugh at my word play. Hee hee hee.

There's a new crime, let's commit it.

Ah but there's a problem. She and he are pretty little figments with whimsical natures and fanciful notions. No bitterness here, miss kitty cat! Take your cynicism and your sarcasm someplace else. Oh dear. So it spills out onto your lap and I'm dreadfully sorry but you're a bore. Let's try something new for a change. Let's run away and pretend that nothing is as ridiculous as it appears. But you're happy staying someplace safe for now. That's ok too.

I stay up all night drinking coffee with too much sugar and wishing smoking didn't kill you with one hand holding open a map of Paris and another flipping through my philosophy notes. So much to do, plans to make, people to see, essays and essays and exams drawing a little closer, books to read, films to watch, music to listen to. Instead I lie here pen in hand and I watch my daffodils unfold.

Man did I tell you guys to listen to Broken Social Scene. Do eet. Do eet now. You've got the means, you've got the knowhow. I've got You forgot it in people in my cd player and let me tell you it's a goddamn audio orgasm.