Twelve

I woke in the night and tossed repeatedly trying to get comfortable. I wondered how J K Rowling would handle this sort of situation. Not because I thought JK Rowling might have pashed her best friend's girlfriend, but more because I haven't made a Harry Potter reference for a while, and that's one of my character things.

After half an hour of restlessness I stumbled to the computer and checked my blog for comments. Nothing. That's the depressing thing about blogs. Pouring your heart out to the world only to receive confirmation that nobody cares.

I added another entry.

Maybe she's not exactly a hoe.

Thirteen