Highway 9

So, speaking of-a ma bouk... I plan on doing some writing in it this morning. Midnight has come and gone. It has completely passed me over for earlier hours of the morning. For the time being, it is 1:32 a.m. Time will continue on through the minutes and hours as I fritter and waste my time away. So, instead of doing that, wasting my time: I will, instead, take my notebouks to Coram's (Waffle House-ish) drink coffee, eat eggs and toast, and write small bits of this and that. I could do that here, but I'll only be distracted by everything in the world.

Wanna read an excerpt from what I have so far? Do ya, STUPID!? (http://www.homestarrunner.com/sbemail93.html)

Peace and Love,
Mungo