On the Ninth Day, the Sun Came Out

It stayed out for exactly three hours, then disappeared behind the wind-driven gray clouds. The weather has been terrible since last Friday. (Not last Friday as in 10/14, I mean the previous Friday.) Trapped in a very small apartment, Mike and I grow weirder every day. Perhaps if this weather keeps up, we will devolve into a strange sub-species that has lost the ability to communicate with anyone but each other.

In other news, my online classes started. And I blocked my own browser from the Song of Ice and Fire EZboard in a probably futile attempt to forget about the Feast. I have written 6,900 words of my current story. I have not done any writing this weekend. There is a strange inertia that won't let me leave the couch.