so I got like two paragraphs done about the frickin' fish. I'm onto the oil now. I really don't want to be doing this. I'm so tired. I want to go to bed and go into my little made-up world in my head. Things aren't too good there right now, but it's an interesting suspensful situation, not.... UNBC. I think I'll pretend to go pee and read the Ikea catalouge for awhile. Excellent.
update: I got bored with the catalouge really quickly (I think it's the act of reading that is getting to me) so I brushed the kitties and now I'm chewing gum..