Got home from seeing an interesting version of the Christmas Carol at Fords Theatre. It was great, except the one beam in my view. Oh well.
I was let on the bus with an old bus pass. I haven't gotten the December pass yet.
It finally started to get cold this evening. They kept saying this cold front was coming and now I fear it will be here a very, very long time.
I joked about someone who got "kicked out" of the ward because they reached the age threshold. My time is coming short. Arguably, it is already here and has been for some time.
If I leave my job, what are the odds people can see past their biases? This is quite a different part of the world, but somethings almost never change.
I went to great lengths to get some info to some flirtatious person only to find out it was in vain. Could have responded earlier so I would not have made an ass of myself... Well, I hope someone enjoys that. I do it a lot. I suppose the slow response was all a timing issue.
I'm already sad about my Christmas trip. I expect great things, but I only will come back here. Illusions are all I have anyway, why this melancholy tone? It's good therapy.... pity the sole who reads and/or tries to make sense if it all.
Posted by Michael at December 1, 2006 11:25 PM