reading the yearling. a book i’ve never heard of before written by a woman i’ve never heard of before. who i didn’t know was a woman until i looked right now. my empty giant teacup-that-i-use-for-a-coffee-cup. i hate the word “mug” when regarding beverages. i’ve been saying “regarding” a lot lately. regarding the way that i speak, anymore.
i feel kind of devoid of all human emotion, presently. due to the fact that i’ve been sitting in front of the computer since i woke up five-ish hours ago. i’ve been reading here and there, starting a few minutes ago. but that doesn’t change the fact that the internet has stolen my sunday the 27th of november on this year 2011. i don’t have anything else to do, and nowhere else to go, either way. but i would’ve liked to have spent this day in a more positive energy.
i can’t think correctly anymore, since the second i’ve considered posting this on tumblr. i can’t figure out what i want to say and where i want to say it. and i suppose it doesn’t matter either way. i just say things as they happen while they’re happening when they’re happening and hope for the best. i guess.