10.01.01 :: 10:00 am

What, it's like the 2 year anniversary of this page? Oh, how far we've come...

So anyway. My Boy and I made another movie for the Horror filmfest. I played the spirit of a dead girl. Creepy. I hope I'm not asking for all kinds of bad karma by playing with Ouija boards and impersonating the dearly departed.

I woke up at 5:30 this morning because I smelled gas and I thought I'd left the stove on, even though, whatever, I haven't used it in months.
Turns out, the Stoosh-dog was just especially farty. Well, I'm blaming the dog anyway. Because I refuse to believe that the smell of my own farts woke me up.

earlier / next