It's been raining now, non-stop, for nearly 34 hours. I don't know whether to think that we've either been really hurting for some rainfall, or else someone forgot to stop the old Indian down the street from Rain Dancing for an extra few hours. Not that I mind, the cool air is nice and rain is always my favourite weather to write in. And clean.

Since it has been raining so long I've now had time (or else just nothing else to do) to sort through my rather ungainly pile of books. I counted, out of curiosity, all my manga and came to a total of 178 volumes in total. That being on a single, two-story bookcase. Its not counting the roughly 200 books that I have to the left of my computer that are history books, fantasy, sci-fi, etc, etc, etc. I have too many books, or rather not enough space! I nearly choked on all the dust from taking them off the shelves and ordering them correctly.

My writers block is almost gone I'm glad to say. Though it's probably perfect timing really, seeing as my finals are this week. Damn you Murphy and your law! He can go and stuff it right up - *cough* - anyway, I digress.

I have written, just yesterday, a few pieces of poetry. A muse appeared quite unexpectedly but more than happily did I set about my task and produced a few more works. I didn't see anything wrong with them, which can mean that either their perfect, or so screwed up that I can't even see it. I don't know, but I guess everyone will judge later when I finally load them up.

*pops the cork on a bottle* Now off to write less and drink more! Cheers!