I did like completely nothing on Saturday. well i did get groceries and then cooked some beans and pasta. then I had to wash dishes with my hands, as I don't know what mom did with the sponge. when I say I did completely nothing, I guess I mean poetry-wise.


speaking of poetry, I was going to read some book at the library about valentines day. but like all the books were about ladies with cowboys or muscular men, which made me lose interest. Weird. It's like me writing a book about a lady with a big chest: I wouldn't do that. Very weird.

but at least I looked into my social health and communication needs. I might analyze those things again, today. I feel they are both important, because I feel my health worsens when I ignore them. Like sometimes I have an urge to communicate with random women online, but that urge might just be a side effect of my lack of communication with people in general.