Work sux. Rent sux. Ugh.

I finished reading M. Butterfly yesterday, but I really didn't think about it much until today. Interesting story, which I will write up when I get a chance.

I put a new poem up on Danlowlite's Poems, and in doing so I noticed some soft-links which seem really flattering, so I updated my homenode to celebrate my faux-self-esteem. At least I think they were made kindly.

I am at work for 8 hours, in the same room, doing nothing. I suppose I could write something, but I really don't feel that urge right now. And that's the problem. I don't feel anything right now. I'm plainly tired. That's it. Sad, ain't it.

I figure I should add at least 1 chapter before I print it out, so that I can go over it all.

I'm listening to the new GYBE! album, and it's cool, but I still feel bummed.

Rent is due today. Which reminds me that I have zero dollars free cash. I spent money on food today, and it probably wasn't the smartest thing to be doing.

That's enough whining, I suppose.