Well, it's now roughly 25 to 11 in the P.M. and I've still got that happy, dreamy smile! I can't help it and I don't want to help it, so I shan't help it! I shall keep smiling that happy, dreamy smile, for a little while longer at least! Cheers, everyone. Have a lovely night! I'm going to dream a little dream...

E-mail from the Boy today! He's coming home tomorrow! Yay! I miss him so much, which is kind of sick as I almost never see him. With me, that old addage of "absence makes the heart grow fonder" is so damnedably true! Hmmm... beautiful, beautiful Boy. I can't help buy smile! And when I checked the e-mail and saw his name there, I actually let out an involuntary gasp, concerning my co-workers. "What's wrong?" they immediately asked as a dreamy, happy smile graced my features. That smile is still hovering about my lips. I probably shouldn't get too excited, however. That usually leads to disappointment. Damn reality! Raining on my happy, dreamy parade! Oh well... The Boy is coming home!

A fair good morning to the E-Peeps! One day this week I have to get to bed prior to 11:30 P.M. For most people, that's not late, but for me, the 9 hours of sleep girl, it definitely is. Of course, last night, I got sucked into watching "Close Encounters of the Third Kind". I have never actually watched the entire movie from beginning to end. Even after last night, I still have not watched the whole thing from beginning to end. Sleep was just far too important. And last night was the "Dr. Who" series finally. For those of you who don't know about Dr. Who, well, you should. I had forgotten how good of a series it really is. When I was a child, we used to watch it all of the time. And then it sort of died out, but it's back and it's good and, well, it's the reason I have named my car the Tardis. In case you haven't figured it out yet, I am a closet Sci- Fi nerd. I tend to gravitate towards fantastical things. Dragons and fairies (surprise, surprise there!) and Star Wars and Star Trek and Greek Myths and time travel and everything that seems impossible has always caught my fancy. As a child,"Clash of the Titans" was awesome, now not so much. Star Wars- need I say more? Princess Leia was my ultimate hero! She was always so bad ass. When she said, "Would you mind getting this walking carpet out of my way?" as a three year old, I wanted to stand up and cheer! And at the age of five, I remember being horribly disappointed as I sat in the movie theatre watching "Return of the Jedi" and I saw her look at Han and then utter the phrase, "Hold me!" I was like "What? She's Princess Leia, not some weak chick who says things like that to handsome men! She kicks ass and takes name and shoots holes in things and jumps into the garbage shoot!" But I digress, once again... I remember going to see "Labrynth" with the beautiful David Bowie and the equally beautiful Jennifer Connolly, whom I hated, and thought, "she's a brat but this is awesome!" Escapism, what a beautiful thing. Is there anything better than getting lost in world that cannot be or may not be or once was but will never be again? It's in places like that that one knows that true love exists, even if not in this plane, but maybe, just maybe. If we can imagine it, then perhaps it can come to pass.

Is there anything better than coming home on your lunch and walking into a subtle form of chaos? I get home, and there are people picking up the last kitten, which will be weird as we haven't been kittenless in months. And then, it turns out that there's just craziness with the house. The current owners are moving out today, the house hasn't been closed on yet, no one knows anything- its basically a big mess. Surprise, surprise. All I know is that I have a lot of stuff to do and I don't want to do any of it!

So I hear that it's pretty darn hot out there. I'll find out first hand in about an hour and fifteen, but for now, I'm enjoying the main perk to my job- Air Conditioning. So bad for the environment and yet so good for my peace of mind. Yesterday, I couldn't stand being home. My mother, God love her, is very, very English and once the temp. crosses 80 degrees and the humidity hits above 40, all I hear is her bitching about the weather, which makes me crazy and then I have no choice but to be miserable with her and complain about the heat, or leave and drive off in my nice, new airconditioned car. Needless to say, I chose option B. I called my dear friend, Dina, or in E-peeps-ease, Dimartiste, told her I was picking her up and we were going Somewhere, ANYWHERE! We wound up at Delaware Park, in "our" spot on the wall by the water, just past the casino. It was so lovely, we talked, went over the astrology chart that she did for me and left eventually around 9:30. I was in the perfect position to watch the sky change colours as the sun set. Truly remarkable. I was also feeling very bohemian in my blue tank top and not-quite-matching broomstick skirt, but it was too damn hot to really care. Apparently more of the same might be required for today.