Hoorah, I've used Deviant Art (Gasp! A deviation!). It just feels good to be able to write out my thoughts somewhere where lots of people I know can find it and read it. Why? Well, obvious reason: I don't like having people know how I feel. It's almost like a sign of weakness, a sign of vulnerability.

Anyway, I really hate the month of November and I'm really glad it's almost over. Of course, the coming week is the week of Thanksgiving, and as such, there's plenty of time to contemplate life and death; and the differences between jelly, jam, spread, preservatives...et cetera et cetera. As such, I'll probably try to find my creative side even though I'm pretty sure it doesn't exist. It's like when Ponce de Leon (or whatever his name was) tried to find the Fountain of Youth. We laugh at him now, and I guess they'll laugh at me later.

Whatever, happy Thanksgiving to anybody who cares to be wished a happy Thanksgiving.