while i blog

i cook

i drink coffee

i gaze out the window

i surf

i delete alot

i gaze deeply into that cute little belly button of mine

i wonder when i will quit procrastinating and do something useful

i read other peoples' blogs and get all speechless

i wonder just what midddle age means in this day and age because until last year when a co-worker of my own age stated that she was now middle aged and i thought huh?, it never crossed my mind...that was until she poisoned me with her retirement plans...

fuck middle age

i'm too cool for that

middle age is for people who like to identify with society's buy a toy and make it feel better plot to spoil the world

I AM ALIVE until the day i die

and when i am old i will still enjoy thrashing around to the Violent Femmes

and the really intense and sexy moments in life like eating FOie Gras Poilée with Yummy Confit d'Onions and downing an excellent bottle of wine

or rooting arounnd in the salvage yard and finding just the right junk