A Journey Through My Night and Time

This last couple of hours have been quite a journey for me, in the best of ways. Here's the journey in one-sentence lines, because I had it all written as a paragraph and it just looked too jumbled.

• I did some more writing on my book, currently titled Teen: The Choose-Your-Own-Adventure for Adults who like Teens (I have to include the "for adults" part legally because of one option in which the hero ends up in a heroin den, doing heroines).
• I took a shower which, although tragically grilled cheese-less, inspired me with many book ideas, none of which have to do with showers.
• I wrote "Charleston Chew" on the grocery list for tomorrow so that my mom will buy one and I can then freeze it and eat it in another night's shower.
• I learned that Ricky Gervais and Stephen Merchant are going to write an episode of the American The Office, something that I expect to enjoy.
• I learned that there is a Silent Hill movie coming out in April, something else that I expect to enjoy, though baselessly considering both that I've only finished about a quarter of one Silent Hill game and I've hated almost every horror movie I've seen recently.

So that was my recent journey through the night. Now for something a bit less narcissistic (follow the link to my post on narcissism!):

Clocks. They're more than just The Mix's favorite Coldplay song. They're also good at telling time! And they look cool. Remember Back to the Future? That scene with all the clocks was both cool and appropriate.

Here's a picture of a cool clock:


Actually, it doesn't look like that clock makes any sense. 12, 6, and 9, all evenly spread apart? Either I've been hosed in my image search, or that dancing skeleton knows something we don't.

I'm guessing it's the latter, since skeletons have experienced both life and death.

Unless they were stillborn.

Eeeeeeeeegh what an inappropriate note to end on. Save me with appropriateness, Back to the Future!


COOL!