It was nice to sleep on a bed again.
I think I'll finally watch Scanners to-day. It's more than a week overdue.
I started reading Caitlin R. Kiernan's Threshold and so far it's pretty good. The Palahniuk book I read a couple of days ago is mostly written in present tense and so's the Kiernan book. It's surprising how something so simple as having the events happen now rather than earlier can sort of charge a work of prose with an intimate electricity.
To-day, I think I'll drop by Grossmont College and see if I'm supposed to go to class. Then my sister and I are probably going to watch a movie . . .
Ugh. I'm just saying, and not for any particular reason.
I finished writing a grusome short story a few days ago . . . It was about spaghetti.