the year is ending and time left to procrastinate is ceasing... a year ago i was a lesser flamingo, still not any greater now, still caping around. though i must say this is a good year of change. no, i do not have a niffy psp, or a touchscreen phone, or a mac (god forbid); neither did i get drunk, kiss random girls, nor have six different girlfriends in a year. i did whore my money for a fancy watch, a pair of nice glasses and maybe a gorgeous bag (serious), but my favorite things of the year are my job, fountainhead, imr, vanilla latte on a cold cold wet day, ... and my gym membership.

mondays are gym days! but today, blood is flowing. since i do not have a tampon with me, the thought of gyming in pad disgusts me, but maybe i should go get a box of tampon...

i think my body is fine, what i really want (and probably need) is to have a cup of coffee and talk. i need to talk, engage in a debate, disagree with somebody, laugh about palin, or come up with some random theory about why lesbians do the things they do. this will only be the only time i feel sociable enough to want to interact with a group of people.

usually i hermit back in january.

p.s there is nothing difficult about being with someone who has different interests, what hard is to accept that you are less likely to continue doing the things you like to do, regardless of collectively