I am attempting to break my years-long writers block. Warning in advance that I'm not really trying to be amusing here. New territory for me. Of course, I will make jokes anyway, because I am incapable of being serious.

Concrete walls bug me. A lot of companies seem to go for them, especially startups. I think it makes buildings look like a prison, and screams "we didn't have the money for a real office". I like bright lights when I'm working. Or, actually, anytime. It probably shatters the basement computer nerd image. Sorry. I don't live in a basement or with my parents.

I bought a fountain pen a couple of weeks ago. Like it. Just ordered three more today. I'm becoming an obsessive paper and pen nerd. Actually I've always been one, but I didn't accept it until about three weeks ago. Even though I physically write about as much as I type write anymore. That sounds awkward but I refuse to correct it. I wish I had all the pencil and pens I had collected when I was a kid. I have no idea what happened to them all. I had ice cream buckets full of pens, crayons, markers. It makes me sad thinking about it. I was a lucky kid, in that regard. Except for some reason all I ever drew was the alphabet, and butts.

I ate at Popeye's for lunch "today". It was .. chickeny. Also, corn on the cob.

Often times I wish I had more use for staplers. Oh well.

This is quickly turning into a Peggy Hill Musings column.

I haven't had a good spaghetti in a while. That's weird.

I would carry a mirror with me, for emergencies, but I'm afraid of breaking one.

Oh also I pointed my webcam at my bathtub frog that lights up and went on chatroulette. I saw nigh upon five penii. I sort of want to log back on, with a pack of hot dogs and a pair of scissors.

Why haven't they remade Warlords yet? In 3d, I've been waiting for this. Also Faceball 2010.

I can't drink anymore because of the crazy pills but I'm dyin for some Jack. Also a good taco. Like, you know, not fast food or chain restaurants or whatever. The kind you can't get anywhere.

Bought a pair of black denim pants a month ago. They smell like dye to high heaven. Also they're black.

It took me over an hour to write this! Get it?