Cold Weekend

I used to write cool stuff on this blog. Now I mostly complain and keep a somewhat daily account of my disgruntledness. I mean, not always. And honestly, I have other stuff I'd like to talk about, it just isn't happening right now. I'm not depressed, really, but my brain is in a strange, almost frostbit place. 

Anyway.

What can I say? I found a new writer I like. I listened to more witch music. I found some curtains I loved and want but then realized the yellow flowers on the print were actually skulls. It doesn't change my mind about them, but it is funny.