this is what i call Sunday night at my place.

WOW.

i mean... WOW. this is something i didn't expect to ever happen. ever. trent must be proud.

some new writing...

on CSP. and here's a lil' something from DustyBill.

he's so boss.

have you ever had it happen...

... where you're in a really bad mood in a dream and then you wake up to find that yes, you are still in a really bad mood? for absolutely no reason other than you dreamed you were in a bad mood? what the hell...?

this just in:

i LOVE pudding. for real.

i know how you feel, crystal...

i feel BLEH in regards to blogging as well. i feel as though i have nothing to say, nothing to report. does anyone really want to know ANYTHING i'm doing? let's see.... i work. i check my email. i clean the house. i do laundry. i nap. my abbey days are fun days, but then the last thing i want to do when i'm with her is to dink around on the computer.

i've just looked to my left and realized that the shirt i'm wearing is covered in cat hair. enough cat hair, actually, to create another cat. gross. i watched disc one of the first season of Weeds and, if you haven't seen it, i highly recommend it.

i've not been doing much on The Youtube, and i'll tell you why... i'm kind of past that. yeah. i don't think i'm exhibitionist enough to keep that up. who's got the time? i like the idea of it, but i think it's a wholelottawork that i'm just not into right now.

okay. naptime. for real.

dude!!!

i cannot adequately describe how excited i am to see this.

so i guess the word "dude!!!" will suffice.