Currently the sun is beginning to rise. The bird are beginning to chirp. The chickens are beginning to do their mechanical clucking thing.
Yes, chickens. No, I don't live on a farm. My landlords are just a little, eccentric. Personally, I'm grateful we don't have roosters.
In my insomniac delirium I decided it would be a wondrous idea to create a Twitter account. Why is this odd you may inquire? I am morally opposed to Twitter. Ok, maybe morally opposed is a little strong, but I've always found it rather pointless. However, as I sit here in my
So here's the experiment.
a.) Get bored of this idea very quickly and forget about it.
b.) Become so obsessed I forgot to function.
Either way it will be a delightful adventure into my conscious. I know I'm intrigued.
Follow me, shall you?