Dull

I've become a click-by poster to my own journal. That's partly because my schedule is stretched to its limit with stuff to do, and partly because I'm slowing down. Me, molasses, January, that sort of thing.

I got to go out this evening and see the bright city strip mall lights and buy a pizza. It made me a bit sad to realize that this was the most exciting event in my life for the last several days.

I wish Mount Lassen would erupt.