Every morning, sometimes before i have had my first sip of my morning tea, i go get the paper for my husband. It used to be an excuse to have a smoke, since he doesn't smoke and i wouldn't think of smoking in a house he lives in. Now, however, i don't smoke. Last drag of my last fag was around 11pm on February 17th (but who's counting?). So now, i get a paper and don't smoke. Sometimes, like this morning, i think i should have had some tea. I went to a paper box. Didn't even pay attention to the headline, was only grateful they had a couple left. But should i have been? Nope. When Walt tried to read it, he got a sense of deja vous... yep, it was Friday's paper. Everyone is sure today isn't still Friday, right? Yeah, i thought so.

Big time bonus points to

(e:terry) [inlink]terry,437[/inlink], indeed, for being the first peep to link to me in his journal (am i using the lingo right? damn, that question makes me feel old).

Big time thank you to

(e:uncutsaniflush) for showing me how to do this link business. It is sooo handy having a fellow (e:peep) in the house.

First of all, i would like to thank Paul for his work in helping me get here (and while i am at it, creating a here to be here at). Who knew i used such a finickety email? *shrug* Thank you, too, uncutsaniflush, for your consults with Paul to help me get in here. *smooch*

I think i like DEFAULTFACE... better makeup than i can manage, cooler hair with less maintenance, groovy hat, too...


We had a very nice time last night at the old pink... once we found it. I don't know what i was expecting, but a sign or a big pink facade might have been on that list. We walked by it only once, though, so i reckon we did ok.

Shame we met Ajay just as he was leaving, but as he said, it's good that we could to begin with. Pleased as punch to be there to wish him well. Just as pleased to meet people my husband has mentioned so often... and i took their advice and joined this place myself.

I didn't realize how much i missed being social until last night. I have moved around a lot in my life and the first steps towards making friends in a new place can be very frightening. I am fortunate, this time, to be making those steps with someone, and lucky he picked such a fine group of people for us to make those first steps with. I felt welcomed and accepted and comfortable.

Today, however, i have been dragging my ass around. I am not used to these late nights. I reckon i am getting too old for this...

Which reminds me, why i am not in bed asleep now?

To quote Morrissey, "Goodnight and thank you"