in the interzone now
Playing with my ferret, as she mistakes my feet for just stuffed things covered with socks and tries ot massacre them, until I take my socks off and she instantly forgets she was ever after my feet.
Talking with Mike about anything, especially music, and the cute li'l bickers we get into.
Singing so loud, the neighbours get annoyed! Now THAT is awesome. Especially when it's operatic, and the neighbourhood children start screaming "SHUT UP!" Ah, just revenge for their playing of the Backstreet Boys at insane levels at obscene times.
Finishing *writing* a novel. Sure, I don't do this often, but it's the most amazingly *right* feeling ever.
Mike in general.
Um... Stuff, I guess.
written in blood before everything went black