Writer's Block

I've always loved to write. I had a lack of inspiration when I sat down today though.

I have a fetish for pens and have numerous fabulous fountain pens. The notebook here cost a ridiculous amount of money (it's covered with part of a 'ruined' antique Japanese Kimono and bound in Christchurch in the traditional Japanese way). It's my lyrics and thoughts book. Somehow it helps me to write when I have good pens and good notebooks.

Not today.

Oh, BTW, Cousteau became an uncle this morning, when his sister, Lencie, had 8 healthy puppies (5 boys/3 girls). I am hoping to go and see them tomorrow after work. They are so cute.



Bad loser