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Kevin has started working in our local pub. He left home today around 6.30, for his third shift. Natalia went out in the afternoon to return a pair of boots and hasn't come back yet. I fear the canal may have swallowed her. Sissy J, if you must know, has been in Canada for a week now. She is living under snow, apparently.
I almost cried in tonight's episode of Lost. The tears were there, on the edge of my eye-lids, stinging me and ready to race down my cheeks. There's another episode at 9 pm. I'm going to brace myself with a cup of herbal tea, a blanket, dim lights and warm socks. I feel less cynical when I watch TV on my own.
I ate too much cheese this weekend. Now I'm feeling ambivalent towards the pizza in the fridge (my supposed dinner.) I don't mind going to work tomorrow. Let the week speed away and bring me closer to my holidays. I have a tactical strategy in place at my office: divide and conquer. It's working like an ancient charm.
How many Gamecube games do I have? A hefty pile, half incomplete. So, while I'm stuck in Animal Crossing purgatory (4 months worth of weeds to pull out of the snow!), they stare back at me and ask: "Why won't you play us anymore? Why won't you finish us?" And I answer back: "I'll divide thee into two piles. One pile for games I've completed, and another for ones that need to be finished. And then I shall use my holidays to enter you again and attain completion." And there is much rejoicing in the house.
I almost cried in tonight's episode of Lost. The tears were there, on the edge of my eye-lids, stinging me and ready to race down my cheeks. There's another episode at 9 pm. I'm going to brace myself with a cup of herbal tea, a blanket, dim lights and warm socks. I feel less cynical when I watch TV on my own.
I ate too much cheese this weekend. Now I'm feeling ambivalent towards the pizza in the fridge (my supposed dinner.) I don't mind going to work tomorrow. Let the week speed away and bring me closer to my holidays. I have a tactical strategy in place at my office: divide and conquer. It's working like an ancient charm.
How many Gamecube games do I have? A hefty pile, half incomplete. So, while I'm stuck in Animal Crossing purgatory (4 months worth of weeds to pull out of the snow!), they stare back at me and ask: "Why won't you play us anymore? Why won't you finish us?" And I answer back: "I'll divide thee into two piles. One pile for games I've completed, and another for ones that need to be finished. And then I shall use my holidays to enter you again and attain completion." And there is much rejoicing in the house.
