Maple Syrup

The car has started to shiver... Once you've started up the engine and driven for about three minutes, it starts to studder along the road. It's most uncomforting.
M made pancakes the other day. He makes them the american way. I like it. It can be very sweet though, especially when I firmly drown the pancakes in syrup.. love that shit.
I prefer them made the way I'm used to though. very thin, and no sugar, just salt. Which makes it okay to drown them in much more sugary stuff to get the balance. Jam and cream. Yum.

I made a dear friend of mine make a blog spot tonight. I don't usually make people do things against their will. But I must say, it's fun. It's making me think of the mind games I used to play on my fellow snow castle builders from when we were seven or so. The age when you've started to master how to socialise without necessarily begging for candy (of course, this behaviour wasn't completely dead yet)
I would dig my own spade down in the snow, to then have the excuse to continue building stuff out of snow with just my hands. My fingers would get cold, turn into a mystical blue-purplish colour, and after a while, somebody would look at me with silly innocent little eyes, smile and give me their- much nicer spade and they'd have to run home and get themselves another one.
I never had the fanciest toys, or tools, and I was always jealous of other kids.
Until I turned 14, rebelloius and decided to not like very many things at all.

The result being, that I think it's pointless with Ipods.
An mp3 player will do the same job, cost less, and not be mixed up with another one on the bus, nearly as often as an ipod will.

(I'm a nicer person now, by the way)