Being at home thinking about thinking can really hurt your brain. Tried to get in shape, but my wrist actually made that difficult, and didn't exactly have the best of motivation near the end of the new year.

Speaking of which, the year started with the death of my family dog, who was 14 years of age. As such, the year can only go up, right?

Well, I got an interview with York University for the application to get myself a BED [yes, weird acronym for the Education Degree, I know]. Hopefully it'll work out for the best, but if it doesn't...

Then I suppose I try to get into the government so they can suck the creative juices and my will to live right out of me, all slow and painful-like.

Also, sorry for the sudden spam in the inbox. I just haven't updated in a while.