I Smell Wood Burning

Been doing a lot of thinking lately.

Every day, the apartment gets ever so slightly cleaner, but like Xeno's paradox, never quite reaches a state of cleanliness.

I have the ability to kill live journals - every time I start reading one the owner quits posting regularly. Tremble before my dark powers.

I really miss my Calgary friends, aside from a phone call from Gareth, I haven't seen or heard from any of them in weeks. It will be good to see everyone this weekend.

That's all for now.