I have really been twarted in my attempt to leave a journal entry thismorning and this afteroon. Luckily I copied my last entry -such as it is - and kept it. Just remembered that i could come back and try and leave it here as a comment on my experimental post. It buggered up twice this morning-hence the experiment this afternoon.
Let's see if it will work:
I tried to leave a post here this morning-twice as a matter of fact -but no go. Anyway -listening to lloyd cole at present. A bit addicted to it at present. Also addicted to frank sinatra's in the wee small hours album. What a combination, but it works for me. And as dr phil says: we do what works for us.
Feeling like a bit of an old hag after having gallbladder out. How weird is it when you think about it -to get a body part taken out and chucked away -nah, don't want that bit. I would have liked to have seen it for fun and see what it looked like so that my brain could fully register that it's gone.
While here will say that i did think that the chaser boys went a bit far the other night -while realising that they were only saying what other people said about the people mentioned in the eulogy song while they were alive, they pushed it a bit far. I felt stung for the families of the people they mentioned. Am tempted to think that stan zemanek would have killed himself laughing if he'd heard it, though .
Thought that after a few months that it was possibly time to give this goodies journal a skerrick of attention. Have been too busy being ill. Sorry my dear goodies journal -will not neglect you for quite so long in the future. Now! I must AWEIGH(sp?) to make the dinner.