OK so I have yet to finish off the Narnia books. I’ve gotten all the way up to Voyage of the Dawn Treader, and I just… stopped. It’s what I always do. I get partway through and move on to something else, and by the time I build up enough new interest to go back to it, I’ve forgotten the rest and have to start over. I’m reading some of the Harry Potter books now… I polished off Half-Blood Prince in 2 days (that was my weekend last week) and now I’ve started on Deathly Hallows. I’m only about 50 pages in, but I really do want to see how it ends.

So I’m trying to think about how I can get this laptop on friday… I want to get one before there are none left, I live the idea of being online and actually mobile… I mean, I COULD carry my computer around, but I’m sure I’d have back problems after a while… we’ll see what happens come friday, I guess

I’ve decided the best thing about having a dog is the greeting when you come home. Especially my dog. Even if I’m only gone for 30 minutes, he FREAKS when I come home… he runs around, howls at me, grabs a toy, shows it to me, runs around in circles, all with a giant smile on his face… I love my doggie

I really want to do a new vlog, but I don’t have any topics to talk about… I’m not a creative person, which sucks. I’m really really bad at coming up with ideas. I’m good, however, at being given an idea and running with it. Give me an idea, and what needs to be accomplished, and I’ll work the shit out of it (if it’s a painting or something like that, don’t bother, I’m no artist ), but coming up with my own ideas, not good. when I try, I always draw a blank. One of my greatest regrets that I had no control over was not taking drama in high school. I wanted to. I really did. My parents wouldn’t let me, said I was too shy and I would hate it. I don’t think I would have. I didn’t enjoy visual art. I liked some of the people I was in the class with, but I wasn’t a fan of the course. And I wasn’t that great at music. I mean, I was ALRIGHT, but they never let me do percussion, which is what I wanted.

Have you ever realized how freeing it is to not be wearing pants? I love nothing more than coming home, going up to my room, and taking off my pants after a long day.

That was random… who was that masked man?

Yes. I know. I’m trying to be funny, but I’m not. I get it

anyways. that’s it. just random thoughts for the night. keeping it about as deep as a kiddie pool.