It's cold, clear and crisp outside. Signs that a deer has passed by are evident throughout my backyard, namely the multiple feces piles. My trampoline is sulking inwardly; the springy material is sagging in the middle like a poorly made drum. It's fucking cold out, so I go back inside and opt to exchange near nakedness for clothing.

My girlfriend is at work doing a split shift, so I'll be entertaining myself for a good portion of the day. In all likelihood I will play Age of Empires i for as long as I can remain interested. A few chores need to be done, including X-mas lights for the back patio and decorating the tree with the last box of ornaments. Once my labors are finished, I will likely watch a few episodes of Welcome to the NHK.

It's my turn to make supper tonight... I'll whip up some meatloaf, mashed potatoes with gravy and a vegetable of sorts. Eating has become easier over the past few weeks, but I sulk whenever I think about going back for another round of Jaw surgery in January.

I've been trying to summon my writing and poetry skills lately, but for the most part to little avail. Instead, I'm plotting out my day and feeling less than inspired by its liveliness. Maybe I'll meet an albino.

Payday tomorrow! (>^-^)>