I found myself saying that lately. I was at Shinta's house Tuesday and she asked, "What would you like to eat?" and I simply said "I like pie!" which is, in fact, not completely proven. It all depends on the pie, and while I absolutely adore chocolate pie of any sort, I've never actually tried apple, cherry, pecan, or any sort of fruity pie.

Oh, and I like Chicken pot pie. Or any other sort of pot pie, really.

Just something for you to consider. Seeing as I have nothing of any realy importance to say here.

Shelob caught her first fly. I'm so proud ^_^ It's actually somewhat strange that I would even consider keeping a spider in captivity, seeing as they frighten me so. But I've awakened this sort of morbid curiousity in the eating habits of spiders, and simply watching the ones in my garage does not satisfy me. And while that is part of it, I've been wanting a pet for quite some time, and these flies are realy bothering me, yet I hate swatting at them and cleaning up the explosion of guts everywhere. So the solution seemed simple enough. "Spiders are cool. Flies are annoying. Spiders eat flies. I WANT A PET SPIDER."

I've been spending my days reading quite a bit lately. Actually, it's something I'd rather not be doing. For every time I pick up a book, I say to myself, "You'd better be reading that classic for English class!" so I end up replacing the book with the oh-so-horrid 1984. And it wouldn't be so bad if it wasn't such a terrible setting. Yet it still sucks me in somehow, so I find myself sitting there reading this book which I loathe becomeing increasingly frustrated and bothered by that fact.

You know, I make it out to be so terrible. Perhaps I should just switch to something else?

Yes, I've noticed that lately I've become a wretched person, simply picking fights with my siblings without even realising it. And then saying to myself "That was completely random. Why am I being so evil?" And wondering about it and then opening 1984. And I just made the connection now. hm...

Well, it's settled. I shall take a break from 1984 today. And perhaps tomorrow, too. Perhaps I shall read Eragon?

So this journal was mostly nonsense, but at least I was able to get my thoughts straight. And I was able to get this strange accent out as a bonus!