Well, it's Christmas & I am alone. I really wish either my favourite pixie was in the country or the handsome man with whom I am in lust were here.
He's at his parents and she's off in England with her husband.
I need to get Dr. Phil's book "Love Smarts" because I am an idiot at relationships.
I really must fix myself before any more chances vanish.
I have a headache and I am tired but I don't want to go to sleep. I want to stay up and be a kid again, wait for Santa to arrive and fill my stocking, open presents without a thought to how much they cost, and eat lots of good food without worrying that I will get fat for it, or how it will affect my cholesterol level.
Oh well, I am alive and I have a lover, even if he is just a fuck buddy and not a husband. With luck I can change that in my favour someday not too far from now.

I wish I had my own washer & dryer. Doing laundry in a communal facility sucks. Maytag has this spiffy new washer/dryer set called the "Neptune" that will wash a king size comforter, and I want it!

Well, it's spring flooding season in the maritimes again and as usual the media is treating it as if it's unusual. Same damn thing happens every year people! Get over it! Mother nature is cyclical in her behaviour so you'd better start paying attention!
Bah. Trying to lose weight and I have to remind myself that I don't need to eat 24/7. I am so bored what with not having a full time job and I finished my sox I was knitting and I finished my crochet pentacle and I am bored beyond belief. I miss having Deb around to spend time with and go for walks with. I need to make a new friend or get used to being alone. I should have gotten a dog so I would have a friend to go for walks with. I don't think any of the cats would be up for long outdoor hikes on the leash.
Oh well, time for coffee and to watch Extreme Makeover Home Edition before getting cleaned up and ready for work.

Whoo.
Okay, in an effort to lose some weight I am skipping rope during commercial breaks. Ack, my right ankle is still not happy with me and it really doesn't like this idea.
In other news, Kanye West raps about Jesus amd seems intelligent and well spoken, plus he had a wicked do for the Grammy's. Little swirls all shaved in the stubbly hair. Very cool, I am impressed!

When someone offers you an olive branch don't break it over their head.

Ogre's don't take well to being told "Be gone with you then" and having an imperious hand wave worthy of the Merovingian in the Matrix movies tossed in their direction.

So yeah, six months and part of a week later this whole handfasting thing has turned out to be a very bad idea.

Stick a fork in it, it's done.