I am sitting upstairs where the lights seem to have crapped out on themselves, its kind-of depressing. I think I should find a lamp before I start to cut myself and turn all emo! I went to flick my light on and just as suddenly as they went on, they went out: POP. All gone.

So now I’m sitting here listening to some tunes and writing down a blog post in the excellent piece of software Writeroom. I think it adds to the darkness upstairs and it does help me focus on exactly what I am writing. I think I will buy a license when I have the funds to facilitate the purchase, until then a link and a little praise will have to do. I should have the money by the time my birthday rolls around next month, here that Writeroom developers? Hold me to it!

Ah, Hot Girls by INXS has come on the tinny speakers of my MacBook, reminds me of a certain someone! INXS was one of my favourite live bands I have seen in years. And I have seen quite a few bands over the short time I have inhabited this planet.

Anyway the title of the post had much to do with the little piece of software Writeroom, and it just so happens that I am typing in the dark. It seems that I think more when I am in the dark, and that can’t be a bad thing can it?