Oh, well, it seems like such fun, until you lose what you had won.
I love Sims 2. It's a great distraction.
IT FINALLY SNOWED. I was beginning to think it never would. And it's, like, nine feet high. Okay, not. But still. I miss having a dog who loved snow, because Jake sure doesn't, and I'm pretty sure the cats wouldn't either. I haven't gone outside yet, because it's still snowing, because I don't want to get all my gear on, and because I'm no longer speaking to Vera and I'd feel silly all by myself. So, alas. Boredom.
[Almost Lovers--A Fine Frenzy]
I wish someone was online so I could DISCUSS things with them. Don't ask why I capitalized 'discuss'.
I wish I had a subscription to Seventeen. And National Geographic.
I am a sea of contradictions, aren't I?
[Look What You've Done--Jet]
From now on I'm going to bold the song the title came from.
Gah! Frustration. I have a bunch of snipits of story just floating around in my head, and I can't put any of them into words, let alone put them together. And I feel a bit heavy-hearted. Barghles. I'm off to play Sims and wish I had something substantial to say.