Just right now, when it became painfully obvious that I need to clean my room I picked up the sheets-and other layers from my bed, all of the clothing strewn from my bed, to my curiously empty laundry basket, the assortment of stuffed animals displaced during today's activities, and thought about all of the wonderful things that I did today.

The many many layers of clothing on my floor grew as I changed for each of the days activities. Craft shirt for the glass grinding this afternoon. I designed a window for one of my teen tiny basement windows in my bedroom yesterday, and today my father and I started building it. Slowly. It's 207 pieces. Which is quite a lot. Most of them are very tiny. It's very pretty so far and I can't wait to show everyone pictures of it. I picked up all the clothes covered in white glass sands, residue from the water and ground bits of glass. Some of it is still under my fingernails.

I have many large colourful, or interesting t-shirts that I've been slowly modifying. Pictures will also come soon. There is the finished ones, crumpled from loving them so much, and wearing them since completion, all on top of one another because it's -44 .C outside with the windchill and all.

I put all of the layers of bed sheets back on to my mattress. Those were ripped off in my haste to film the perfect happy movie. If I can figure out how to get it online you will also see it. Shoes are strewn about the room, discovered under, over, and in between the sleeping bags and puffs, and quilts (seven layers in total.) I stood in the middle of the bedroom floor on a makeshift dance floor, really it's a piece of wood with plastic covering on it. I danced while I filmed it with my lovely digital camera, and I jumped on my bed for a while, which was so much fun I forgot that the camera was on. You should try it sometime. Jumping on your bed. I don't care how old you are, or how expensive your sheets are, it's the most fun I've had in a long time. I danced in all different kinds of shoes, and I lined them up under my bed like a nice little OCD girl. Chucks, Taps, Sneakers, Lovely British Shoes, slippers, Sandals, Pimp Heels... all in a row.

I talked to some lovely people today. I heard some wonderful things. A few people e-mailed me out of the blue, which made my day. Yesterday I talked to my lovely cousin Nicole (Hi!) and I've been bouncing around on that for a while. I miss them all very much. (Emily, expect a call in the very near future, if I can find your number somewhere.) I finally addressed the last of my mail, which probably will never be the last of my mail because I love sending off mail. Again, if you want something I'm your mail whore!

Tomorrow has a lot of promise, which is something I love falling asleep too. When I was little I used to fall asleep while thinking of all the exciting things that would happen the next day. A lot of people argue that things like that never work, and only keep you up longer. I can't explain my child's logic, and now I'm like everyone else, thinking keeps me up at night. I spent most of my day listening to Rilo Kiley. It's possibly the best thing I've "discovered" since The Postal Service "Rilo Kiley is like a musical orgasms." I typed to someone today, and then I giggled, because I said something was an orgasms, which leads to me being a bad girl, and it just sounds so ridiculous to me.

Today was good, very good.