Writers Block

Writer's block isn't something I commonly get. And even now I don't think I truly have writers block since I'm writing now in a couple stories I have started, I just don't have anything really to say about me. Life has been going on, but I don't know what else to say about it. I admit I stole the name of this blog from a Beatles song, which I'm sure some of you have caught onto. I mean it's a pretty famous song "A Day in the Life", end of the Sgt. Pepper Album I'm pretty sure. Thinking about it right now, all I can think of is that interlude right now: "Woke up, got out of bed, dragged a comb across my head. Found my way downstairs and drank a cup. Looking up I noticed I was late. Found my coat and grabbed my hat. Made the bus in seconds flat..." Really that's just sort of how my life is going right now, just a bunch of little things that all are fine and nothing bad per se. Just nothing worth writing home about.

I spent all day yesterday car shopping. I now have a little black Nissan Versa out front. It's an adorable little car, easy to parallel park too which is spiffy since I haven't in years.