Music: The sound of the compy fan
Mood: peckish and deep
I’ve been thinking a lot lately… Most of it late at night when my brain has nothing better to do. And I’ve been thinking about a lot of different subjects. Sometime I wish I could wire my brain into the comp, so it can record everything I think.
Some of the more prominent topics I’ve been thinking about are:
- Children, and my relationship to them; how I would cope with my own; am I brave enough to go though what Minks is going through; will I turn out to be one of those Mums you see dragging their screaming kid along behind them, then turns and threatens to slap the kid if it doesn’t be have [Please, God/Gaia/any other Deity listening in, don't, I repeatdon't let me become like that]; if my kid will grow up to hate me.
- The Relationship, am I really in love, or this just some sick addiction that I can’t do without; what is love, really; am I more in love with my best mate than with Andy, because we ‘click’ so much more; when will he propose; will he propose, after being turned down twice; what will the proposal be like [him just turning to me and saying 'oh yeah, I got you this ring, hope it fits. By the way, will you marry me?' I expect
]; what will my wedding be like and who will pay; what will our house be like; will I be happy; am I rushing into things, thinking about all this stuff in a serious sense, now; if i did get marries, would it last.
- Old, lost friends, should I do a mass write saying hi; do they still remember me and do they still care/ think of me; which ones should I write to [most of my 'lost mates', I haven't really been that close to]; should I even bother trying to contact some of them;WILL OR ANDY FROM UNI, IF BY SOME FREAK CHANCE YOU ARE READING THIS, DUDES, YOU SO HAVE TO GIVE ME AN E- OR SNAIL MAIL ADDRESS!.
- Grandma, how no one talks as though she is dead but like she’s gone to Australia or something; how no one actually refers to it as Owen and Sarah’s house but Grandma’s House [or in Sarah's case, The House, which I kinda like...]; how I haven’t been round there since a week or so after the wake to collect some of G’ma’s things that I wanted [the vase from Malta and the cushions she made, for example], yet things are being ‘painted’ and ‘changed’; will I like the new settings, or will I prefer the default for the house.
- Cleaning shit, [wyrd, I know] what needs cleaning; how will I do it; running how I will do it through my mind.
- Diet Stuff, what things have I tested that I can/can’t have; what should I test next; I really fancy eating some olives; what drinks should I test; how much is fresh fish these days so I can test that with out outside interference [companies putting odd things in it].
Well, thats it really. I might try covering some of these topics in my blog here, but the truth is, I ramble so much, (1) i couldn’t be arsed to type it all and (2) y’all’d get real bored.
In other news, I’m sending the DigiCam back cuz it’s faulty of something, Andy was round today and we snuggled and watched Bad Boys I, I cleaned to worktops in the kitchen and started on one windowsill. Tomorrow I plan to do both windowsills and another worktop, but I expect I will only get as far as the second windowsill. The Modern Apprenticeship people haven’t rung me yet, I’m reading the book on PHP, not sure if I want to try my hand at it yet, and I think I should do some more on my ICS course.
So many plans and thoughts and ideas swimming ’round this XXS head of mine. I wonder how it all fits in? Adue!
☮&♥
. I love those little perfect moments, when everything is just perfect and there is no wrong and only you and your other exist… *dreamy sigh*
My next spring cleaning task is the wardrobe and whatever is on top of it, then the draws next to it [although I doubt they will need much work] and then maybe my ‘top’ drawer. Since I nearly always have fits of *rummage, rummage* ‘What shall I wear!!?’, its all messed up and could do with straightening. And then, If i still have any energy, i will sort my photos/ postcards out.
‘Rents too me shopping and I got desserts and bread and pasta that is everything-free so I can eat it. Yay!
] so we spent the last hour of the night talking on Jabber, which was nice. Unfortunatly it ment that I was completly wacked out this morning so couldn’t get up.



