Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Another Day.

Another pitiful attempt at finding meaning and reason in my life.

I've discovered Fashion Wars on Facebook. If you're a vampire or a mobster, I'll trade you a place in your mob or clan in exchange for you joining my posse.

I've been invited to go to the range on Friday to take advantage of Friday Night Ladies Night where "ladies" shoot for just the cost of ammo.

Putting fifty rounds into a piece of paper is therapeutic.

Again, I have nothing to say.

1 comment:

  1. Don't be so hard on yourself about the writing. The words come when they come.