the start of a weekend

I have a lot of ~thoughts and feelings~ about classes and friends (and goodness knows I'm days behind on the meme), but it's pouring outside which puts a damper on my plans on actually socializing and/or shopping.

I think I'm going to spend the rest of today writing, revising, and writing some more.  There's just something so ridiculously satisfying about stringing together words, phrases, and sentences and manipulating them into something that will hopefully seep under the reader's skin and into their subconscious and just stay with them. 

I feel like I probably could have found another way of phrasing that without it coming across as super creepy and invasive.