#688: THINGS I DID RECENTLY, AM DOING NOW, AND MAY DO SHORTLY, ALL STATED USING GERUNDS*listening to my female zebra finch flit and meep like a squeak toy in her cagesitting in bed in a stripy shirt that smells a little too much like socksfeeling full of potato perogies consumed with an entire fried onionactually kind of enjoying the way that onion just keeps being so flavourful an hour after it went downhaving a flash memory of learning to darn socks stretched over a wooden shape that was worn soft from being poked with over fifty years of needlessnuggling a catadding a section to this website that I'm calling Fresh Found Videos, because I find quite a few videos I like and rarely get to share themfeeling annoyed with myself for allowing myself to watch Oprah, because she aggravated me yet again by doing a show about becoming more environmentally friendly and then giving away a ton of consumer goods to her audiencereading some pretty delightful weblogs, such as these from Swapatorium, pitbull_poet, Uberfrau, and Suburban Blisswatching this dude fall and jump over rockstrotting about pantsless through the apartment, oblivious until just recently that half the apartments in my building are likely running out to buy window frosting kits after generous showings of my nethersyelling It's a party! We're having a fucking party! every time the finch gets excited over a car hornreading the Guinness Book of World Records 2005 and wondering how much practice it took for that guy to stand on one leg for so longthinking what a strange little window this is
* I have done a decent job of weeding gerunds out of much of my writing. I've been told that they're not active, but it is a habit that dies hard. This entry stands as testament to my difficulty and exemplifies the binge/purge behaviour of a gerund addict.