my dinner wasn't so weird, if a little disparate - raw spinach with balsamic vinegrette, with cheese and crackers.

you could always do like the teddy, Robyn. or, you know, not. but at least you're kinda almost being productive. Consider this - i have actually written the "orison" drabble you set me to. i just sort of hate it right now, but am too lazy to do more than change a word here or there as it suits me. it's been open on the desktop for days and days. so no matter what, just know i may be more of a writing slacker. i'm jus' sayin'.