My friend Joe has me hooked on Alkaline Trio. It took a few months for it to sink in, but now I've been listening to them all day and night for days and nights now.* They remind me a lot of the new Misfits — who are much better than the old Misfits. And I should know.
I talked to Peggy today. I miss her. York is stupid because it's too far away. She seems to be doing well. There are plans to sew a couch, complete with a built-in bookcase, in the making. I am not sure how one would do such a thing, but she'll find a way if she ever gets around to it.
I am starting to see words forwards and backwards. I am not sure how to explain that. It is my dyslexia getting bigger. Every now and then I notice that I am typing words with the letters in reverse order. It's freaky, but it doesn't happen often. It's probably because my mind has been in overdrive the last few days. I have a beautiful catastrophe with pretty eyes scheduled soon.
*I like the way repeating causes ideas to rock back and forth in my mind.