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Ever re-watch a movie you loved as a kid and realize the special effects are total crap? Yeah. I'm there right now.

If one more person makes me talk about those things, I think I might crack. Why did I have to discover one of those? Why not just a nice stone tablet or a burial site or anything but an idol like that?

Theon and I got into a huge fight last night. Surprise, surprise, I know. Is it possible that two people can be perfect for each other, but poison for each other too?

In two weeks I've gone from living in a box--essentially--to living in a house, to having a roommate. I mean, she's 85, but still. It's good for a man to have someone to look after, though I let her pretend she's looking after me. Perhaps she is. It's certainly keeping me in check. I really was a good boy at some point in my life, you know.

Lost almost a stone with the illness. Makes my body feel fragile strange. What the heck--fragile. I feel old. Older than Mrs. Higgins, here. Hopefully the weight comes back soon.

But I did accidentally quit smoking. It's difficult to keep that up when you can't breathe. It seems to be sticking, too.

I thought you were all crazypants with your talk about vivid dreams and acting like it had really happened to you, but now I think I know what you mean. It obviously wasn't really me or anything, but I have to wonder what my subconscious is trying to tell me with so many cheesy monsters.

a drunk guy passed out on in front of my door last night

what do i do with him? he's making me late for work and kicking him hasn't done anything

I find myself rather alarmed by what some see fit to post on the Internet.

My birthday was a week ago, so why did a big bouquet of flowers show up for me today?

Bread fell on the ground and landed on the buttered side. So now it doesn't really matter anymore that it was buttered on the wrong side. At the same time I remembered that I've run out of tea. And the elderly lady who wanted to welcome me to the neighbourhood with a box of macaroons collapsed on my doorstep and died before the ambulance arrived. What made it worse was that her skirt rode up when she fell, revealing those cotton granny-panties for all the world to see.

Covered her with my jacket because it was kind of disturbing.

Now. How do I get dead elderly lady smell out of my jacket? Already washed it three times and it still smells weird.