I wrote a new poem, posted one I wrote yesterday, and reposted a short story I wrote last year. It's one of my best stories, if the THE best. People always seem to enjoy it. It's comedy: about an entire family with OCD quirks and how they interact with each other and the world. I sent the story to the New Yorker and got a very nice rejection letter. I think they must have enjoyed reading it. Hehe. I bet I made 'em laugh.

It's definitely a good day so far.