Woke up at 2:54 am, well-rested.

Checked internet, saw I lost out on a bid for some vintage pencils on Ebay. Located some more vintage pencils on Ebay, placed bid.

Peed.

Made tea and lit a pipe. Read yesterday's paper, which I hadn't read.

Did dishes and started some bread. My new baguette pan gives me wood.

Put all my plants out where there will be sun. Gazed at my little juniper, which I am going to bonsai, or, as they say in China, pen tsai. I am unsettled on a style. I know I won't use a traditional bonsai style because I am opposed to any and all traditions. I reflect on how this little juniper will occupy the remainder of my life if I don't kill it. Currently, it lives in a large coffee cup.

Feed my kitty and notice a glass under my table, which, on hands and knees, I retrieve. Taking it to the sink, I feel something crawling on my hand. It's a giant spider. Well, maybe it was a regular spider, but it was crawling on my hand, therefore it was fucking GIANT. I fling it outside into grayness of extremely early morning.

Back to the computer where I make two facebook posts, then go to Tumblr where I think about cars for all the world to see.

My fridge is full of beer. I think I'll get drunk today.