2 years

at times i feel i should let this be poetry and poetry only. other times i feel as though the people that read this blog are friends and are just as interested in what's going on in my head as they are in reading my poetry. i'm feeling the latter today and am feeling like a wordy post is needed right now (for my sake more than yours).

first and foremost, today is ryan and my two year wedding anniversary. last night we celebrated by going out to plymouth where we had a lovely little walk around, got some english goodies at an import store and had a nice mexican dinner. it was a perfect date.

actually, it's been a perfect two years ^_^

i'm not sure what we'll do today, but one thing is for certain, we will not be having cake. reason being: the dining room still smells like cake from the dalek cupcakes we (my little bro, friend danielle, michelle & johnny, ryan and i) made on easter. which was all in celebration of the new season of dr who airing in england.

dr who is fabulous, no, fantastic. david tennant is proving an entirely different and wonderful doctor with some unmistakably colin baker esque characteristics (such as raising his voice, going a wee bit over-the-top on all accounts, as well as his smug 'i'm the doctor, i heel people' parade of glee and joy at the end of the first adventure of the season... all that, and he knows how to drive the TARDIS quiet well, we think).

i won't get into too much more on dr who as i'm sure far too many of you have NO IDEA what i'm talking about (read: no idea how effing cool it is to be a dr who geek).

what i will go on about is poetry. now that's something you can all get into, right? (that is, i suppose, if you've made it this far into reading this long winded and unnecessary post of mine). saturday and sunday i wrote a total of 9 poems. granted, they were short... but that's still a lot of poems. there isn't much to say about them, really, that isn't already apparent in the poetry itself. one thing i do want to make clear though, is not to expect that all the time. no, i know you wouldn't. however, i have come to enjoy writing my poem-a-day and have come, in some way, to expect myself to write at least one poem each day.

i took yesterday off. i spent the day, instead, doing my job. yeah. i actually kept myself busy enough the entire 8 hours at work as to not warrant getting bored or anxious enough to set myself up for writing a poem.

i might take today off too, on account of having written this massive post as well as having a few other tasks to do. oh yeah, and IT'S MY WEDDING ANNIVERSARY.

a last note: poetry month is into its second half now. i've got some catching up on my sumission mission, i know, but am more concerned with getting everyone together for a group project, what do you think? i will arrange a mass emial and post within the week to get everyone involved with something fun and exciting.

until then, thank you for reading through all my wittering.