Sleep is my therapy

I've been finding myself sleeping about 10 hours a day lately. While that is not a phenomenal amount, the fact that I would like to sleep even more is a bit of a pickle. That's really all I want to do, especially in the mornings. How do you get that enthusiams to want to get out of bed? Is it because my life is not very exciting at the moment? I don't think I can rememeber the last time I really wanted to get out of bed. Maybe I should make an appointment for first thing in the morning, the only problem is what do you want to do everyday that won't get boring very quickly? I think I need more organization in my life, but when the choice is : get up and organize your life or stay in bed and sleep until you absolutely MUST get up... well I don't know about you but for me the choice is clear... Maybe I'm just a exceptional underacheiver.

The speed of light

Summer is in full swing, the sun has been beautiful and the humidity tolerable. I have only just begun to realize that summer has arrived when suddenly, I realize it is getting dark earlier. That which has just arrived has already started to leave.

All too soon the harvest festivals will begin and soon to follow the pumpkins, goblins and witches. Before the brooms have dissapeared in the moonlight, retailers will be hauling out the reindeer and elves. By then 2007 is just around the corner..

Will I have any accomplishments to show for these 365 days?? Any goals set in January 2006 have been long forgoten. Should I stop worrying where I am going and start trying to just enjoy the journey? Or is that just what lazy people say to avoid the guilt of standing still forever???

Martini me up

I've started to write this post way toooo many times. The highlight of my trip to Ontario was my first martini, and then my second. Followed by many more various drinks and a very long walk home. It was my last night in Niagara Falls and it was perfect.

This is Kelso

I'm scared of the movie "the hills have eyes". I've been afraid of it ever since I heard the title, now dave is watching it and I'm trying not too look. I was finally able to get into the bottle of merlot that peter gave me a few months ago. It was home made so I had to let it set for awhile, it's really good.

I met a psychic named Karen and she did my spirit totem for me. It's like a bunch of animals that are supposed to represent who you are. My mane animal is the Butterfly which represents change and transformation. It was really very interesting, but that's all I have to say about it for now.

HAHA ME

You can tell that I am drunk cause I am using larger fonts... kind of a substitute for talking louder

How many faces do you have?

What is it with guys that I used to be really good friends with, suddenly pretending that they don't know me when I see them with their girlfriends. I'm not even talking about old boyfriends, just friends I haven't seen in awhile. 2 times this has happened, with 2 different old friends!

I think I might be a little bit drumk. I drank the rest of the red wine that was left over from our business trip. This is wierd for me cause my boyfriend has quit drinking, about a year ago... well not quite. Even though I'm not supposed to not drink cause he doesn't drink... I usually don't cause I'm just sitting home, and then I'd be sitting home getting drunk by myself, which to me is a little lonely.

But tonight here I am, I'm in training for this weekend. I am going to Niagara Falls to a Stag and Doe. I am very excited as I haven't seen these people in like years! and I am going to a psychic. I will let yall know how that goes. Ha ha yall. I was working at a trade fair thingy and this guy was from texas in the booth next to me. He said it all the time and throughout the say I would find myself talking in this wierd accent to customers. He was so nice.

I am such a travel whore lately. I'm just gotten back from a 5 day business trip and now I am jetting off to visit friends for 6 days! Dave and I have actually never been on a plane together. We are (hopefully) going back to Niagara Falls in november, although we will prolly drive. I'm so happy, I love to travel! Oh crap, that probably means I'm not going to get any comments right cause NOBODY LIKES A HAPPY BLOGGER!!!

Oh, I've moved on to whisky actually it's a whiskey / club soda / cranberry mix. I just know if I was sober I would not drink it cause I'm sure it tastes gross, but right now....not so bad. It's going quite well with the Garden vegetable Breton crackers.

I.... by the way, am a secret drunk. When I actually do get drunk you can't really tell ( or so I've been told ) unless you are my friend and if you are my friend when I am drunk ( and you may actually be a complete stranger, but in my secret drunken state I feel you are my friend.) I will tell you just how drunk I am and we will laugh at those drunken things and at people who aren't drunk... it's great...

THIS IS MY 40th POST! and my first drunk post.