Justin Timberlake's beat boxing is ringing through my ears right now. Damn you Tara for getting me hooked on something I didn't want. That always seems to happen.
As it is I am pretty resistant to allowing new things into my little crafted world. I like order and predictability for the most part, but every once in a while I open myself to new sounds and sights. How long they last is never certain, but I am definitely enjoying JT's stint so far.

This morning I read Fahrenheit 451. Excellent book if I may say. Even though I was reading it for school, I still thoroughly enjoyed it and expect that I will read it again in the not too distant future-perhaps with a classroom full of students of my own (one can dream).

At the moment I am fairly bored having just proofread an essay for my brother's girlfriend. I am at a loss as to what I should do next.
Clean?
Sleep?
Read?
Actually do work of my own?
I never was one for making decisions.
I rather like having things just fall into place without actually having to make them happen out of my own effort.
I suppose somethings, sometimes, do need a little bit more attention than others though. Not everything I want in this life will come easy or fall on my lap. I guess the task is deciding which things are worth sweating for and getting worked up about. But then there's the need to decide again. It's all one vicious circle.

I think my word for the day is lame-o.
Back to JT to make me happy again.