I'd Put Sarah In My Well Any Day

I'm really stoked that I got to write a recap for TVoP. They might hate everybody and are mean little shitheads, but I love the recaps for 24 (Damn my nail-biting New Year's Resolution!), and I think some of them are funny. Some of them. Others I'm like, "Go outside, loser. Then tell me what it's like out there. I miss vacations!" LOL.

Anyhoo, that's what I did last week with my spare time. Oh, and I've been working on a hair poncho. It's almost finished. I'm really happy with it and I'll put up pictures as soon as someone buys me a digital camera off my wishlist.

Does anyone have a good recipe for pumpkin muffins? I've just got a craving and the last time I made them they came out tasting like scones.

The other day I was walking down the street and someone shouted, "Freak!" and I was like, "That's not very nice." I didn't say that, but I really thought it. I was going to say something, but by the time I thought of what I should say, the light had turned green and the guy was gone. So I picked up my flesh bag, threw back my shoulders and headed home with my head held high. Then I let a rat go in the well to watch Catherine scream. Dammit, that girl is funny. I'm gonna miss her one day when I finally get bored enough to kill her. I wonder if I'll still be blogging then. (*fingers crossed!*)

Secret: I wrote my recap naked. See if you can tell.

My tulips are finally starting to bloom in the front yard. I'm really proud of them. I was going to cut some to put on the table with dinner last night but then I thought, "I really kill enough for three people. Shouldn't I let one thing live?" I think a lot of deep thoughts. I'm glad I have this space for them as proof. I'm really happy you're out there, reading me, validating my life. What would I do with all these thoughts without blogs? What did people do before the internet when they thought of something random and had nobody to talk to? No wonder my dad used to get drunk and call us mistakes. He must have been so bored.