So once again the words appear. They software isn’t even holding them for moderation. And from what I can tell, they need some moderation. A mind is a scary place…

–B

Apparently the winter-like conditions outside are going to continue to cause a distinct lack of warmth during the evenings. And the lazy Spaniard’s no help: she’s cowering under the flannel sheets.

I woke up last night and realized I had walls. Lots of walls. I wonder if I should paint them? Or maybe buy some art? Or maybe go back to sleep?

Today had cooking in it. A warm stove on a cold day is a great way to make sure I don’t hang any Christmas lights and it has the added benefit of keeping Pedro from getting too suspicious. I have been getting the cat eye, as if she suspects something. Maybe I will have to casually suggest she visit the farm before she starts feeling threatened. That way she can visit mama and I can save some skin. Hmmmmm.

What should I cook next? This looks good:

Maybe tomorrow. It’s too cold today.

I wonder what Bruce and Leslie are doing. Something exciting involving trolls and book jackets I bet. They never invite me over to play with trolls. I guess it’s something they just don’t want to talk about? I mean trolls are pretty private. I wonder if I can get some… not from Ruche I’ll tell you, stupid store doesn’t know what priority shipping means. If I ordered trolls from them they’d probably show up looking more like mummies. Wrapped in linen. Fabricland has great prices on chiffons these days. I should make cake. Squirrel!

And look. I didn’t get my furniture away yet. Isn’t it pretty?

Blue, white, blue-blue, white… I wonder if that turkey is still available. I should get Bruce to pick it up. But he doesn’t want to be bothered. But he shouldn’t mind doing me a favor. But he can get so owly… even without the pants. I bet he uses my mug. Stupid Bruce, even sounds like Ruche. I wonder where the stapler is?

There are some great seat sales on to Canadian destinations. Maybe I can visit in Victoria. Or visit Tiff in Toronto. I suppose I could convince Craig to caper to Calgary for a couple of… naw. Maybe tomorrow. It’s too cold today.

I wonder of I should posting holiday updates on my Facebook page? Well, a few too many work people might see it and then they comment, and I’d read it, and then I’d think about it, and they’d wonder why I didn’t comment back, and I’d wonder why there so much pressure, and then I’d have to check which bra am I wearing anyway…? Oh, that one. That’s ok then.

Day two’s been pretty dull. But I am definitely staying out of my bed until at least 7. Absolutely. No exceptions! Zzzzzzzzz…