Glorified talking to myself!

Funny how no one knows this blog even exists, yet I spent most of my walk home from the train station tonight pondering blog-worthy topics.

And thinking about how the cold made my ear drums feel as though someone was poking hot needles into them.

And paying heightened attention to what could be constued as the sound of footsteps behind me, as well as for any sounds of a car engine decelerating.

And laughing inside at the guy driving by himself pumping Snoop Dogg down a fairly desolate street at 1am- especially when he honked at me.

(Although I'm sure I swooned just a little)