Saturday, December 09, 2006

everything to say and yet nothing I really want to say

It's weird, not being employed (and, by extension, being able to avoid lame office decorating, lame office parties and lame office "so-ya-ready-for-Christmas-yet?" small talk) I find myself in the middle of December and not yet nauseated by all things "holiday"... but I'm not really looking forward to Christmas.

now that the nation is in the grips of freakishly cold temperatures, I am reminded of how much I like winter. Is it possibly because I think I look cute in sweaters? Maybe.

I really like my new vehicle, but had forgotten how inconvenient that the backs of SUVs are for carrying anything other than bulky furniture... stuff like groceries that do the electric slide at every turn and stop. (yes, of course, this could be remedied by one of those cargo net things, but I can't resign myself to spending $50 for what is really little more than a bunch of bungee cords woven together)

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wow, is that really all I have to say? not really, but it's all I feel like purging at this juncture.