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Wow. Just logged on here for the first time since Friday. I'm feeling a little disoriented and I'm not sure that I like it. More once I've regained some equilibrium.

It's a bit too girlie for me, this new look.
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Strange bout of insomnia. Two nights in a row of waking up around 2 and not being able to get back to sleep.

Absolutely no idea what's causing it.

Feh.
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I made a croque madame with back bacon for dinner. Non-traditional but delicious. Plus steamed asparagus. I think I'd be a very sad person if I couldn't cook.
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Well, that fucking rocked. I just got home from seeing the Twilight Singers at Lee's Palace and I'm totally wired from the show.

If I didn't have to work on Monday, I'd head to Montreal tomorrow to see them again.

So, so, so good.
zenlunatic:
dont know who lee is, but glad to hear you had a good time.....i love reading strangers journals.....its random as hell.....
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Managed to get out of the city for the day. Fresh air. Warm sunshine. A total treat.

Now I have to power nap so that I can go see The Twilight Singers in two hours.
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Gotta go away for four days next week for work. Niagara Falls, here I come. I don't gamble, so that's out. What else can I do on a weeknight in the tackiest place in Canada?
badronald:
Niagara Falls, the Las Vegas of the North!!

You go there either to gamble or to get married and for the cheesy honeymoon afterwards.
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Some days you discover something, out of the blue, that makes your brain, your heart, your innards in general, happier; a flavour, a fragrance, a touch. Today, for me. it was new music. I met a band I can't believe I didn't know before. The Twilight Singers make me really, really happy. Many thanks to the SG friend who pointed me in the right direction.
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Haven't updated here in forever because there's really nothing to report. I'm purging my closets today; pitching out tons of stuff. Over the last 10 years or so, I've accumulated an astonishing number of pairs of black boots. And now most of them must go.
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Totally uncranky now. I've spent the weekend so far cleaning and cleaning my place. While I recognize that this is entirely boring, it is also a massive relief. The fact that walking into my home no longer feels like a really unpleasant thing to do is a significant victory.
sodome:
I'll get there someday. When guest who aren't familiar with how extreme my mess gets are due to come over, I do a mad scramble in the last 10 minutes before they arrive to make my part of the house look as if somebody sane & adult lives here. When such guests are late (or when I've made a mistake about what time/day/week/year to expect them) I tend not to stop the mad scramble 'til they arrive or I fall asleep. Then the place starts to look almost habitable.

If I invite a stranger over soon so that there's a clear path to my bedroom... wanna come over & play? What if it's a realy cute stranger?
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semicynical:
Well, sir. I think I just might. A clear path to a cute stranger sounds pretty darn good to me.
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Bored. Pissy. Unmotivated to clean my house.

I'd like to get super princessy and have someone bring me treats and rub my feet, but instead I think I'll make some scrambled eggs and read a book.