~~i hate winter. i do.

i've just realized the answer to -- well -- everything. bad moods. snow. headaches. boredom.

write/draw kissing. lots of kissing. lose yourself in the kissing.
*thinks* okay, that sounded a lot better in my head.

i smile, thinking i am One with the Kissing. i am most probably disturbed. it's really strange how much better one feels after some food and some anime and some human contact. that's why i don't do online chat, much. almost human contact, but no cigar. makes one miss the real stuff. like-- even being in the general vicinity of people is a warmer thing than throwing text around in a box.
    for the record, hellsing isn't all it's cracked up to be. i am apparently no longer capable of appreciating non-romantic fare. *sigh* no, it must be something else. it must be. it must be. grr.

( and here i grr about NaNoWriMo and quantity=bleh. because i can. no, i actually because i hate the sound of little mice running around in my head. guh. i hate talking to myself. )