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Dinner was nice. Chris took me out to Legal Seafood, then we came home and watched "3000 Miles to Graceland", had milkshakes, and generally had a calm night. With a little bit of crying on his shoulder, which he tolerated remarkably well.

I need to hang out with Amy and we can do the "bond over sushi and beer" thing. Girlie night. Woohoo!

Time to seriously get off my ass and put my corset dress (*sniffle*) and my big stompy Muro boots (*wail*) up on eBay, so that I'll have a hope in hell of continuing to be able to pay rent. Naturally right about now is when Paypal decides that people with personal accounts rather than premier or merchant accounts can no longer accept payment via credit cards. @#$*.

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I think I'm about to have a meltdown. Don't mind me.

Tra la la. They're coming to take me away.

Anything that can go wrong, will. Usually all at once. Words to live by.

so take a lesson from the strangeness you feel
and know you'll never be the same
and find it in your heart to kneel down and say
I gave my love didn't I?
and I gave it big...sometimes
and I gave it in my own sweet time
I'm just leaving

Convergence is out. Too bad, as I would have really
liked to wander Montreal.

It's definitely a Jane Siberry day. She's an odd duck, and today I too feel like quite an odd duck.

hibernation is the way to go

Today is Prickle-Prickle, day 7 in the season of The Aftermath, 3167.

Wildly appropriate, that is.

I want to put on my footie pajamas and curl up in bed with my cat and a big stack of difficult books and a mountain of stuffed animals and some lentil stew and not come out again until the spring. This is going to be a very long winter; normally I wouldn't be feeling this way until December or January. Need to devote some healing energy to myself instead of stressing about...stuff. And things. Lots of talking today. Answers not what I was hoping to hear, but better than being left wondering and imagining.

I need another tattoo. For much the same reason as I needed the original. Unfortunately the design I had in mind is similar (but at least not identical) to the design someone else just mentioned wanting as their next ink - a phoenix. Its flight has been said to represent the capacity to leave the world and its problems behind, flying towards the sun in clear pure skies. If only...