Tuesday, December 27, 2005

Kinda down

I had a nice xmas. Got a game, some dvd's, a scarf, and a pretty mounted butterfly. Went out to eat chinese with friends, it was the only place open. It was very crowded. I think that should be a hint to other restaurants, that people still need to eat on holidays. They could make good money.

Last night and today I've been kinda down. Not like depressed or moping, just a tinge of sadness. I suppose it's loneliness. Another year spent alone. I don't think there's anyone out there for me. Or if there is, we'll never have the lucky chance of meeting. It weighs on me.

Saturday, December 24, 2005

Song time!

... raindrops on roses and whiskery kittens...
...bright copper kettles and warm wooly mittens...
...scared girls on mattresses tied up with string...
...these are a few of my favorite things...

Thursday, December 22, 2005

Just a note

Of all tyrannies, a tyranny exercised for the good of its victims may be the most oppressive. It may be better to live under robber barons than under omnipotent moral busybodies. The robber baron's cruelty may sometimes sleep, his cupidity may at some point be satiated; but those who torment us for our own good will torment us without end, for they do so with the approval of their consciences.
-- C. S. Lewis

Sunday, December 18, 2005

It's almost here!

That's right!  It's almost... Wookiee Life Day!

Anyone else ever see that horrid xmas special from the 70's, or was it just me?

Anyway, got all my shopping done, most of my presents wrapped, and everything's ready to go.  All that's missing is a slave to do simply awful things to in celebration of the holiday season.  oh well, can't have everything, I guess.

Just when a slave would be most handy, too!  My yard guy disappeared off the face of the earth, so now my yard is buried under a thick drift of dead leaves.  I like leaves, but this is ridiculous.  I'm reluctant to pick just anyone from the phone book, because most of them charge an arm and a leg for leaf removal.  Hundreds of dollars.  Do it myself, you say?  Hmph.  What's the fun in that?

I got a couple pictures of my tree, but they didn't turn out too good.  The color is washed out.  It kinda glows hot pink in the dark, but in these pictures it just looks kinda bluish purple.


Thursday, December 8, 2005

I did it again

Just finished another story, yaaay. It's a short one. Wrote it on a whim. It's all about love.. sorta.

It was supposed to snow last night and I was looking forward to it, but all I got was sleet. It kinda looks like snow if you squint, but it's not real snow. It's Fool's Snow.

I only need a few more things to finish up my holiday shopping and I'm done, wheee!

Monday, December 5, 2005

Crunchy Leaves, Trees in the Morning

Leaves! Everywhere, leaves! Great big drifts of em. Noisily crunching as I walk to the car. The weather has taken a distinctly wintery turn.

With that in mind, I got a xmas tree. A fake one, of course. I hadn't meant to, not today, anyway. I just went out for some cigarettes and ended up going to three different places in search of a tree. I could only find one white one, and it's a little larger than I wanted. It'll have to do. I just hope I got enough ornaments and lights. Now I get to put it together. Stay tuned..


I just finished putting my tree together. It took a couple of hours. It always takes longer than you'd expect with those fake ones; fluffing up those metal branches takes a while. I'm dissatisfied with the green wire on the white tree, but it's all I could find, so it'll have to do. While I was at the store, I made a note to remember to get ornament hooks, then I promptly forgot. Now I find I'm bereft of hooks. Hookless.

I don't know if I'll get the outside lights put up this year. It turned cold pretty fast, and I don't much relish the thought of going up and crawling around on the roof when it's 30 degrees out. I'm a creature of comfort. Yesterday I went to a craft fair and got some pretty baubles to add to my already cluttered shelves. One can never have enough nick-nacks.

The windchimes are tinkling.