So, here I am, typing away, making thoughts and wondering: where have all the cowboys gone? Seriously, where? I mean, there's non left. You killed them all, didn't you; you big meany!
On another note, I'm bored, and think you should entertain me with...um...I gots nothin'
under any circumstance, EVER drink coffee with 2 cream and 2 sugars, leave it for 2hours, take a swig of that, then a swig of root beer. It tastes like a dead skunk smells... *barf*
So, it's now the end of January. It's cold outside, getting colder still, and I now have a nifty 'Watchcap". Which brings me to thinking of the Night Watch of Ank Morpork, along with Captain Vimes, Carrot and Nobbs. Why do I bring this up, I'm not sure. These journal entries are not but mad scribblings of my days at work. Have I told you today how much I love you? No, of course not, because I don't know you, and therefore cannot love you, let alone like you. I think I shall go have some life blood of funny, grape jam.
Has arrived. yes, it has, it totally has. All you have to do to notice is open your eyes. I know, I know; the world is scary, especially in winter. Well, you should open your eyes at night, it's even better.