Thanks for the reminder, lady di! First I got name confused with some yoga site. Then I put in Gaia avatar and I was on my way. Was already registered even. I don't member the site. But it was marginally interesting and pretty current. I like reading folks posts. Some are crude and rude, but I'll skip those.

Read most of the profligate blogs here. Some write like me. Well I'm drinking ice water. Ate too much again. Rats. Kicks fridge. Ouch! I had pasta with 2 mini meatballs, veg soup, and m and ms. Didn't feel like messing with the broccoli. It's a wet night here. Not wild, blow out the lights.

I'll be on my way. Got to em gf. We usually write every day. And I'll check out more Gaia threads. Bon voyage!

Nets kind of slow tonight. Maybe everyone s partying? I don't know what the hip do on Friday nights. I'm always pooped. Not many interesting articles. So I was reading hoarder blogs for inspiration. My house still isn't as neat as I'd like. When I was reading the hoarder blogs, one symptom was a dearth of clean clothes. Or dishes. Folks washing dishes before they eat. I'm remembering helping gf move from their hoarder apt. Such an ordeal for them. I had the easy part hauling away the garbage bags. I thought it a rotten deal that with all the millions of trips I made up and down her 3 stories of stairs, I didn't lose one pound. Why, that's not American! Anyway, gf is sitting pretty with her dad in an empty apt. They still haven't gotten their stuff out of storage. It must be so refreshing to revel in all that space.

Hogan's heroes on now. Oh, felt light headed today. Did my pink hat blow off? I made doc appt in couple weeks. One article I did read was about a color blind boy who saw color for the first time, with the help of some special glasses. He called it the best day of his life!

Hot buttered squash and tomato basil soup. Yumbo. We're watching the original mcgyver. Why all these old shows? They don't want to pay for new shows? They do remakes. Of mcgyver, Hawaii 5-0 etc. Or neo reality shows. # shivers violently. I'm finishing the 1915 book. Will the penniless hero win the millionaires daughter? Time will tell.

Heard Hawaii had snow. They really sell those magnum Hawaiian shirts. I think they're great. Mr x went to Hawaii with his bros. I could've gone but for my paralyzing fear of flight. There's a Hawaiian restaurant in my faire town. Went once. It was ok. I had the catch of the day. Parking sucks. I like a parking lot. Is that too much to ask?

Was googling stuff tonight. Jeff gillooly of Tonya Harding fame. He looks better now. Said the small woodland creature on his upper lip was shaved off.

In news someone's speech was given 3 Pinocchio's. Haha. Since I'm reading Pinocchio in Africa. Tonight I'm wearing a betty boop long ass tee that states, I don't do mornings. Gf knows me well. I'm noshing cashews. Mr x was talking to a neighbor who said she was a million dollars in debt. I cannot imagine.

And I have a 3.5# bag of m and m peanuts by my side. People, I do not fool around. But...i have set it aside. And did try to close the ineffective zip close. Do you notice a lot of packages plain don't close or open?

In summer I have cold cereal. The top is supposed to latch shut. Haha. How about a milk carton? They've thinned the carton so much, good luck opening it, without peeling it open. I like cup of soup. There's a zip pull on top. Doesn't work. I open it from the bottom. Have you seen the pull front tab on cookies? Good idea... But tricksters can open them, down a few, and surreptitiously close it.

I'm almost finished with the 1915 mystery. Turns out the bad guys are Chinese and Japanese gangs from the east. Book is rife with terms of non endearment one would use for ones enemy in 1915. Always feels strange when I read about the yellow peril. Because the descendents of them would be my family and relatives. Not to say I don't enjoy the book. And everybody plays the scapegoat sometime.

At the least, quite interesting. At least to me. I like posts about folks lives, and since I possess OCD in various shades of pink, I embrace the odd detail, the trivial tidbit. I love Seinfeld.

Earlier, perusing the random blogs, I happened upon a soul sister. She wrote about her chaotic family drama, boyfriend, school, weight issues, art work. And she was profuse. I thoroughly enjoyed it. Everyone has a story. And it's more interesting than you may think.

One of the best examples was a post on mobion I read of a gent riding a bus only to find a caterpillar crawling on his pants. He took that incidence and spun a fanciful tale. This might've been the same gent who named his goldfish, noodle. To this day I applaud his imagination.