Grumblings...

I have a cold. I hate colds. You aren't really sick and you aren't really well. I hate colds.

I read a really interesting book and I think it will colour my world for a while now. It is called The Third Secret and I would recommend it to everyone but especially the silly clergy who think they are all that, "snap".

I hate February too. Everyone I ever loved died in February it seems. February is a crappy month. I read a poem once on a little child who was standing at a window, one hand on it as the drops of water trickled down. The next day she was dead. It was a February poem.

Caleb's been "helping" again which means he is stressed to the max. Some girl this time. Well it's usually some girl. No, not that way lol, he's a gay boy and girls are not on the menu but he chats with them and then when they don't want to hear the truth of things he gets stressed. He should just not bother.

I don't anymore.

People will do what they want anyway so why get your knickers in a twist ove them? When they wake up one morning alone, old and hurting maybe they will figure it all out. Doubtful.

I need coffee but I hadn't done anything here since long ago so thought I would at least write something even if it is pissie. LOLOLOL