Today, I had a thought of a forest of people.

Different people, at random intervals, stood stock-still, their arms at weird, unnatural, impossible angles, their fingers as well, like trees. And they're always looking at you as you pass by, but only their eyes move to follow your movements, though their arms and hands and fingers ever-so-slightly sway with the wind, and creak and crack. Birds pick at and eat their fingernails, and bugs burrow into their flesh, leaving blood to drip and flow down their bodies like sap.

Wouldn't that be creepy?

Anyway, I wore shorts, today!

Also, I started watching My Adventures with Superman. It's OK, I guess...