I had some good thoughts

I have good thoughts all day, witty thoughts, intelligent thoughts, thoughts I want to peice together neatly on here... and then I get home and poof!

Put shit away
Shower
Cook
Feed gp
Prep lunches for the morrow
Pay bills
Call so-and-so-and-so-and-so-and-so
Email tweedle dee
Exercise
Dry my hair

It never ends. All my responsibilities and things I know I should be doing (to eat healthy, etc) smack me in the face when I walk through the door into our apartment.

Like right now, I should be making stir-fry for the next two days. I don't even make a meal for one day, I make a meal that lasts both of us for at least two days. But it still feels like too much.

And I've got some kind of nose-burning throat-hurting cold. Dammit.

Well, I did talk to a famous person today. Not a celebrity of television or movies or anything, but still a famous person. I had to ask him a question for work. Heh. That made me sweat.

I have been wanting to post a long post about my ideas on love and Tom and how things could work out and all that. But then I see it's 8:13 and I haven't started to cut up veggies for the stirfry. So I'm going to put on some Great Big Sea, pour myself some of the kick-ass sangria I made this weekend, and get to it.

Oh but wait! I found out where I will be (click for more boarding pics) for part of my Christmas vacation:

Wheeee!!