I think I may have been wrong. Tuesday needn’t worry. It comes after Monday. On Tuesday, the world seems just a little better.

Or maybe it's the weather.

... with big beanbags to sit and read on:o

I have after all these years finally figured out what I should have wanted to be when I grew up, while growing up.

I should have wanted to host travel plus food shows on TV. I can travel, and I can say nice things some times... especially about places that somebody else is paying me to eat in. And I can rate restaurants out of 10 too.

And I'm sure I can say stuff like I love Belgian whatevers or the world is my osyter, blah blah or recite extempore poems about obscure highway towns or just sit back and eat and let the finished plates do the talking

*sighs over lost opportunity*

Friends are people who accompany you to the cobbler when your footwear falls apart and you don’t keep alternate footwear at work, so that you have support when you stand one-legged, methinks :o. No one at work would accompany me to the cobbler's today.:(

I don’t want to help Mortimer, Bear travel the world. I’d rather travel the world myself. Mortimer is welcome to be part of the luggage.

I also don’t want to pass on random lamps, clocks, other objects that blink, dance or send out inane messages or watch videos of people have ‘amusing’ accidents

But I also don’t want to get distressed by the idea of unread messages, unless they are related to work. So I disabled funwall and superwall on facebook.

*happiness in the midst of a mope*