I apologize for the TERRIBAL photoshoopz. But yeah, point still applies. Warble warble.
What. Why? I need inspiration, why I would I ever lock myself in some random doohickey place? DISAGREE.
I sleep until noon too. XD On weekends. :( Also, worst dinner evar? Cows. Moooooo. I liek toitles. :P
So, if you were gonna write about the view outside ANYWAYS... why would you ever lock yourself inside in the first place?
This is kind of dry and I feel like I don't know the refs enough to appreciate.
Bugs. Windows? Why. Oh fireworks. Wow, terrible - how do you forget about the Fourth of July anyways .___.
DANISH aristocrat. Only thing I know about the Danish is that Danish cookies are dericious.
So why are we talking a bout random other authors? Dillard, you're rambling like me nowwwww.
OOH. FINALLY. Jack London. SEA WOLF. I REMEMBER READING THAT BOOK. And all the other dog-related books from Jack London. And wow, what a terrible comment to make about him.
It's like, now you're just cramming in as much stuff as you can. What's this with diaper babies and chess?
Mehh. Chapter 1 was more fun.
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