Archive for August, 2009

Pretty White Ships

Sunday, August 16th, 2009

(google cache) Can you guess how hard it is to cut your fingernails when you can’t see them? I’ll give you a hint: it’s pretty hard. But I think I still have all 10 fingers. So I can’t complain. tomorrow it’s time for the hospital visit, finally. So I can have my eyes examined. Again. […]

Luftwaffels

Sunday, August 16th, 2009

(google cache) I had the best dream last night. Jonathan Coulton came to my school and I showed him around. And that’s all I remember. But it must have been good because I woke up all happy thinking “best. dream. ever”. I do remember that I shook his hand and thanked him for making me […]