2/25/07
Saturday was blissfully wasted playing a roleplaying game on my PS2. The tedium was broken up with food shopping and giving attention to Spot. Plus my phone is in order and works now.
I have no idea what the guy on Friday was doing but the issue was 193 feet away from my house.
Just annoyed with the situation on Tejon. Wanted to go to Chipotle for some fajita burritos but as always parking sucked balls.
If I understood people and could write believable characters which actually live and breathe in people's imaginations then I reckon I could write books.
Getting published would be an issue.
If I could find my USB line, I'd post the photograph of the page of notes I wrote regarding
a dream one bleary morning before work.