Dreams
It's nice to have dreams. Sometimes all our dreams are too big and totally unattainable - like the ones about becoming millionaires, being perfect and other such nonsense. There are other dreams that we should have but don't. Or we have them but don't share them for fear of...something. ridicule perhaps. And I may babble more about this tomorrow but right now it is too late for me to make any sense. night night xxx

Slight Nostalgia
This being-at-home-with-nothing-to-do lark isn't all it's cracked up to be. BUT the parents are going away in two days so I will have the house and the dog to myself and can stay in bed as long as I want to (I do that anyway) and I will not have to endure the pork chop at dinner time. That in itself should help to clear a little bit of the depressededness. I actually miss China. I want to go to the hotel and eat shi lan hua chao niu rou and shi hong she chao jidan and partake of several beers. Things were more simple in China. Of course they didn't always appear to be at the time but they really were. As in Japan too if I think about it.
How was your weekend? Mine was...nothing out of the ordinary and the ordinary is becoming exceedingly boring. I need to get out... and I also need to spend less time playing online but really what else is there to do after one has got dressed and done all those unnecessary daily beautifying things, watched some rather dire daytime television, walked through the town resisting the urge to spend one's last three pounds seventy five pence and made six hundred and two cups of tea? And drank them also, which does make for a good time waster since we then must pee every twenty minutes. Oh, and we mustn't forget the job search either and as much as we have decided that this year we stay in the UK, we can' help but look in the overseas part and see what's on offer there...and that's just all wrong but anything will be wrong if I'm constantly looking for something else. The grass is always greener, right? At some point I have to decide that things are green enough for me.

oh my!
what is this? what have i done? is this how llamas will get to see the mop? i must go and see for myself. see the big red button on my pocket tissue packet. i was most impressed when i went to purchase the aforementioned tissues today. there was a choice of the big red button and something green and i believe something blue but obviously i was too in awe of the big red button to pay much attention to anything else. i do like buttons you know. purple ones are the best with silver coming a close second. llamas like buttons.