...and the living is easy?

Thought I should probably update this because it's not January anymore.

I finished a short story before the end of the semester!
It's not great, and I haven't decided whether or not to post it. It needs work. Eh. I'll think about it.
I'm not currently working on anything, which is way lame. I've been thinking about writing a lot...just haven't actually done any since...like...mid-May. Sigh. Not so much as a lousy love-hate poem.

On a side note, I wish I was Russian. Then maybe I would be able to appreciate cold weather. And good vodka.

Just...thought I'd put that out there. It really has nothing to do with anything whatsoever.

Hopefully sometime soon I'll remember that I don't want to live in a box and do something with my life.