The view outside my windows has huge graffiti reading BETTER DAYS. So symbolic, I could've written it myself. I'm an urban guerrilla.

My mission is to empty my four wastebaskets within the next 24 hours. Trash, get the hell out of my apartment.

I have launderer's block. Anyone care to come over & do my laundry for me? I'll ply u w/beer, chips & dip to make it worth your while. OK?

I call myself a writer, yet at the moment I cannot think of a thing to microblog except this sentence you are reading.

Watching the Democratic Convention until I get too annoyed with the political bullshit.

Ustream.tv is my new guilty pleasure Got hooked while watching catrocketship paint and chat!

I spend more time at my desk than on my sofa. Luckily I like my desk oodles! Come to think of it, I like my sofa oodles too!

The only thing I dislike about living on the 1st floor of my apartment building is that I wouldn't feel safe opening my windows @ nite

I just befriended/was befriended by The Lesbian Mafia on MySpace!

I'm so caught up in my cyberspacious communications; I'm neglecting my snail mail communications. Note to the good ol' USPS: I'm so sorry!