You know, I should post more often, but with less complaining. Or at least that's how I feel about it. Of course, I've said that a few dozen times already, so y'all must be getting sick of it by now.
People are never static, we know. We often assume we are more static than others, but that is a fallacy. Or at the very least, incredibly short-sighted.
I've been reading the Sandman
books lately. Quite delicious. Thanks, belcantin
You know, I think I am determining my limits. Which is good, because it means that I've been getting enough good things lately that I am learning when to say, "No, thank you." It is incredibly hard to do this to ice cream, though. Or sex. C'est la vie
, I suppose.
Time to get showered, wake up Nick, and maybe even throw out some of the things my mom wants me to throw out.