Things of note:Blueberry pancakes at breakfast. Since when? Also, reaffirmation: people who fuck with the toaster will all be gone in the first set of purges.
Another 500 words. I feel like a Writer. Yeah.
I'm running perilously close to the HECS deadline. Again. Bugger.
Red shoes still hurt my feet. "But they look so comfortable!" B protests. Yeah.
Goth on a bicycle!!
More Zombie than you can shake a stick at. Should you feel like shaking a stick.
I have a ring. Cheap, slightly tacky, covers the first section of my middle finger. Five bucks. Dinky little bag from oh-so-label store. I am a sellout.
My ears are stuffed! I demand a new pair.