Lazily, I crawled out of bed and stretched. Today was another day of nothing special, a typical day in my typical life. I went and visited the bathroom, followed by the usual eager stampede up to the kitchen for a peanut butter and jam sandwhich. The weather is mighty foggy, can barely see the ocean right now. Temperature hovering somewhere between 5 or 7 degrees celcius.

After devouring my yummy sandwhich on enriched white bread, I scuttle back downstairs and watch some Shigofumi, a fairly interesting anime that hasn't quite gathered my utmost attention. I look forward to Spice and Wolf and True Tears, and in the meantime watch some Last Exile.

An hour or so of playing Counter-Strike Source redeems my unsatisfiable hunger for food, and so I set out on a conquest. I pillage the fridge and cupboards once more, and fashion myself a plate of crackers and gouda, along with a pickel for the road back to the basement. I noticed the fog has lifted somehat, I can now make out the fuzzy blurbs of light from the lighthouse across the staight.

Ambling downstairs, I entertain my mother with AMV's while our house gets it's semi occaisional cleaning by maids for hire. Afterwards, I pop online and see what news ails my clan, and poke about to see if anything spectacularly important turned up. Resigning myself to masterbation when this wasn't the case, I fell asleep on my bed for a while, then woke up and jumped on the forums and wrote up this sporatic responce journal.

Thats all for today, toodlew journal.