12th century!!!!!!!!!!!

living vicariously

ever since freckles and sawyer got it on, i have been having the most vivid daydreams. it's so my life. except, it's not.
but it sure as hell used to be. before i married homer.
flashback.
need more sawyers around here.

job is boring.

but you didn't need to know that.

merry christmas!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

12th century. 2x as much as i make at the "office". hmn.

going through this thing at the moment where there's much to say and no words to say it with. but in sum everything has worked itself out as we all knew it would eventually ;) and santa will be coming to town as always. he's just a little behind in his shopping this year. so, to help him along, i will be joining the droves of last minute shoppers in a frenzied attempt to fill those stalkings. santa will be proud. off i go.

ps. so pleased! my 15 yr old has taken to the piano! she's playing christmas carols. so pleased!

busy. tired. busy. tired. busy.

and how are you?

all out of things to say. well not really. just not motivated at the moment. things are good. gotta get more excercise. find a babysitter. excited about maybe travelling a little for work. pay is not high but am told will get better. hope so.

no time.

trip was nice. too short.

gets harder and harder to go back.

time has got them worrying. me too.

it clouds everything.

fucking "mid-life" crisiis.

tomorrow i'll say cheerful things.

one minute you're sitting in the mall and all your peers have peircings and loads of rocknroll. next minute you blink and they're all fuzzy around the edges and conservative.

must stop hanging out at the mall. shopaholic.