I feel exhaust­ed even though I got about five hours of sleep. I stayed up play­ing Warcraft 3 last night, and end­ed on a great note, cause Darren and I were able to defeat two mem­bers of clan n1, of which both mem­bers have win-loss ratios of about 90%. It end­ed their 26 game win­ning streak.

I saw some­thing two days ago that made me wish I car­ried a cam­era on me all the time. I was tak­ing the bus east towards home, when I saw out­side, right next to a bus stop sans the shel­ter, two adorable blond girls who seemed to have set­tled down on a cement curb. They both seemed quite con­tent there, cling­ing to their thin jack­ets against the cool six degree wind. I guessed that they were about 12 or thir­teen years of age, though I was­n’t sure if they were home­less, as they were dressed in a very neu­tral man­ner. The thing that made the sit­u­a­tion seem odd­ly poignant was the fact that one was hold­ing a Chinese rice box open in one hand, with a pair of chop­sticks in the oth­er hand, while the oth­er would point to morsels of food, and would con­se­quent­ly be fed by the steady hand hold­ing the chop­sticks. For some rea­son, it real­ly struck a chord with me, and I wish that I had the abil­i­ty to cap­ture such a del­i­cate moment. I could see it in black and white, not in sepia.

I’m going to watch Safe tonight, with the beau­ti­ful Julianne Moore, and her irre­sistable tit­ian hair.

Dolly is becom­ing more com­fort­able with me, as she’ll some­times crawl under my cov­ers and nes­tle between my ankles. She’s even slept on me a few times. One time I woke up and found her hug­ging my arm. She purrs all the time; when she’s on my lap, when I’m feed­ing her yum­my food, or even when I’m play­ing with her. Glad, I am, to have found such a com­fort­able kit­ty.