Psssst

Write, I command you!

Or go to bed, but it's a bit early for that.

Snacky

Oh, popcorn...how I long for thee. And it's driving me batty to know I could have you, if only I were brave enough to put on my sweater and ride my bike to the grocery store. But I'm not that brave. It's cold outside, and windy, and my sudden desire for snack food is merely my body trying to get out of writing.

Plus, I think I used up all the energy in my legs going to the gym this morning.

My house is seriously lacking in snacking-type foods.

Perhaps burning some CDs will revitalize me.