januar

guys and dolls,

you were sooo worried about me, weren't you?

well, i'm back from San Francisco. yep, just got in ... about 3 weeks ago. there's a new folder with pics from that abso-freakin-lutely perfect trip.

fog though ... crazy fog.

we had a lovely drive in our dodge stratus up on some mountain. i mean ... i think it was a mountain. too foggy to tell. here is my artistic rendering of what we saw there ...


well, really ... ya had to be there, so i won't go on. i just recommend HIGHLY that you always go on a trip with your best friend. seems like an easy decision to make, but i almost dropped the ball on that one, so ... yah.

and here he is. he's hip. he's happenin. he's at the hopyardhaywoodhiphophibbidyhep looking for a walgreen's.

k. so let's see ... then i was dizzy for about a week and a half. i'm better now and the doctor says we can safely eliminate anemia, diabetes, and a thyroid condition. damn ... 3 strikes.

went to see firefly the following weekend. we somehow managed to slip through the cracks and talk for 4 hours. lovely. it was the first time i've ever left him feeling like i said all i wanted to say, so that's good. what happens with that? ... who knows. things are still what they are, aren't they? everyone is still playing the same positions, if you know what i mean. i'm still on the bench. or maybe i'm the coach now. oh whatever, sports analogies ... not my forte. i just love him ... that is all.

and LAST weekend i went to a spa.
here. it was lovely, in a hippie BS meets rich bitch sort of way. i got to walk around naked under a robe or naked on a table with people scrubbing or massaging me most of the day. everyone should do this at least once. even if you don't believe in "chromabotanical" facials. a total riot. so mad props to my "New Hampshire Honey", coryphella for bringing me. she rocks my world.

now THIS weekend. sucks. it's work work work work work. which is why i've spent the rest of the time sitting here doing JACK. (it's really not cool that my brother's name is Jack, because i can't say that without raising someone's eyebrow ... no fair). yes, this weekend is about working and being a bum-about-the-house. and talking to some of you beautiful people online.

okay ... that is all. i have a couple of very long letters to write and a very short attention span. but yay, i updated! i'm sure it will change the world ...

p.s. WHAT is the deal with ex-boyfriends wanting to let me know how good they have it right now? houses, cars, careers ... OKAY ALREADY. peace be with you. now go away. sorry. petty rant.

maybe karma is like a policeman watching for speeders. it only catches me and not the 12 other people who "ran the red", too.