Russell Crowe was on Larry King last night, or else it was a rerun, recent anyway, but why doesn't that man at least look as if he's showered once in a while? So (seemingly) intelligent, I'm sure he can figure out the mechanics of a shower and a bottle of shampoo...

I bought the Lord of the Rings book, whatever it is, I don't really know, I have it though, but I'm reading a Wicca book and I have a new Buffy book and I have The Fiery Cross and I still have to finish that blanket, my relaxing activities aren't so damned relaxing rigth about now.

I wonder, do you have to be witty here? Does it truly matter whether I say something profound?

I heard a love song last night, one of those "I'll always love you" type songs, it's such BS really, who still loves after he or she has trounced on your heart and beaten it into the ground? Idiots, I suppose.

Does it really, really matter whether or not Kevin Spacey is gay? Or bi for that matter?

I think what really matter at this second is whether or not I want to share my blog. I haven't gotten terribly creative with it, heck, I haven't gotten creative at all. Ith is very creative, so is Nin. I am, but I think I lack teh motivation, right now at least.

hmmmm....my post just disappeared off the page, that's the second time that happened. I finally decided to press "publish", I figure that's the only way that I'll see where it went.
This time I tried "post" before the words disappeared from the screen.
I came home with mised feelings this morning about generally hating people. I guess I'm just fed up with gossip and BS and generally annoyed at people who aren't honest. But, then there are those that redeem themselves and make these people just look pathetic.