Attempting to install Fallout 3 to Windows Vista because it so happens to be the only thing on 7 that epically fails. I mean, it works fine until I try to update the game to make it RUN BETTER. But I digress. Hopefully things go smoothly in that land of Vista...

But this is not what I'm here to talk about. I'm not even sure if I'm here to talk about anything. I'm just trying to waste time until this thing decides to work. So far so good. Let's talk about... poetry? Nah. School? Nope.

I started actually writing things today, by 'actually writing things' I mean things other than poetry, like stories and novels and stuff. Y'know, the stuff I did before going on my crazy poetry-soul-journey thing that I've been on for the last few months. I don't know how long it'll last, but it feels good to get back to the big picture. Not that I don't love poetry, writing it and all, it's that I feel like my writing skill get a better work out from writing long, drawn-out stories than five-line poem. Sure, my poetry gets better every time I sit down with the intention of writing one, but if I want to get anywhere in the world I need to keep in touch with my prose skills.

Random Quote: "And now, in keeping with Channel 40's policy of always bringing you the latest in blood and guts, in living color, you're about to see another first--an attempted suicide." - Christine Chubbuck, moments before shooting herself in the head on live television.

- J.P.