It's nasty out, but that got soccer canceled. That was good. So... what has befallen me of late. Nothing really. Yesterday wasn't so hot. Today has been better. I feel productive which means that so far at least I've worked a little on the Night essay and some on my new story. I like the new story. It's inspired (somewhat) by a dream. How strange, I thought that only happened in the fantasies of wannabe pop novelists. Guess not. When I say inspired I mean, I saw a very small part of it. The rest is fueled by an Orwelian cynicism (ok I stole that from Colfer) and a fascination with the fact that Telepathic and Pathological fit together. Kinda. I like the story, I like the back ground. I already like two of the characters. It's more of a kid's story then a full blown novel. I don't know if it'll ever get done. But it's fun at least. Other then that... uhh... design and draw sucks. If I ever see a custom built deck again I will set it on fire. Also Hearts in Atlantis by Stephen King is quite fine. Stephen King defies words. In a good a way.