I almost can't believe it. I'm at home on a Thursday, alone. I'm not complaining really. It's just that I can't remember the last time I stayed home on a Thursday. This is really just emotional fall out from Monday when I went out drinking with two friends. Not that anything terrible happened, no, we had a fine and fun evening. But I'm just emotionally exhausted and just a little disappointed that today was so cold (it tried to snow but barely made the attempt) and I somehow missed a phone call this afternoon because the cel phone has been turning itself off at inopportune moments, like when I went to reach for the phone. I signed up for a land line but for some reason it isn't connected yet. They said Thursday, I've been telling everyone Friday because I know how these things go.

Anyway, I'm going to post a new section soon: guest poets. Yup, this is the first thing that I'm posting of someone else's. Don't want to give away the secret too early, but there is a story behind it all. Anyway, I'm staying home not doing anything tonight although there were several things I could have done tonight. I'm just not in the mood. So there!