I feel that being out of the loop of writing for a few days, I have trouble starting. What does one say if one keeps a blog and then don’t find the time to write? Does one confess to the laziness? Blames it on other interest such as reading? Other duties such as cleaning? Do I tell you that I didn’t bring my computer to my grandma’s place because I knew the horrible internet connection they (don’t) have. Do I give you a taste of what I’ve been doing for the last few days by a couple of videos? How to start this?
Since last time, at work: nothing exotic, crazy, sexy or fantastic have happen. I’ve had fun, I’ve been bored. Regular work I think one could call it.
Since last time, regarding monsters: I’m able to sleep without a skewer by my pillow, but this Saturday at the flea market I bought 2 very pretty African knives longer than my forearm, FOR NOTHING. And I’ll try to keep them handy. In case of Zombies. Still not entirely happy when thinking about the Lights out video. But I’ve started to walk around in the dark without screaming.
Since last time, regarding Limoncellon: I finished it today, and invited my now friend, ex-co-worker, to have a go with me. Tasting if you want. And a few glasses later, we realized the clock was spinning much faster than it should, I gave her a Buddha to polish and promised a dinner in the future as payment.
Since last time, regarding Ice-cream: I talked to another co-worker this Friday, about making a cacti-lime sorbet. And the thought stuck, so I tried it today, and it WAS AMAZING! And that is not only because we were into a second glass of limoncello by this time. I fregging LOVE my new machine ^^
Since last time, regarding happiness: This morning was pretty hard, for a moment there I wanted to scream, and then punch someone, and then find a suitable rock to spend the rest of my life under. But then came lunch, yet another co-worker with the coolest beard and a moustache in the shape of batman, and a great afternoon. I’m back to squealing and singing and dancing.
Since last time, regarding friends: A co-worker had her last day today, and is therefore a official FRIEND more then co-worker now. I went to a flea market and a had a nice long tea-break with another friend. She was supposed to come try the limoncello as well tonight. But she decided to apply for many, many. many jobs today, and we will be drunk on Wednesday instead.
Since last time, regarding books: I’ve started Harry Potter suite, read by Stphn Fry. He is my hero. Sthpn Fry, not HP, even if he is a cool wizard, but he is fictional and Stphn Fry is a real person. Is that racist?
Since last time, regarding family: Visited my grandma and grandpa this weekend. And my Aunt, and my cousin, and there was roast beef, wonderful potatos and free food which I did neither have to cook or clean up after.
Since last time, regarding many other things: I’ve had a busy few days. And at the same time, not at all.
Does one end the same way as one started on a spastic and irregular post as this? Do I blame the yawns that brings tears to my eyes? The limoncello that makes the room spin, the last few chapters of HP 2, work tomorrow or some fable regarding witching hour? Do I tell you about the pile of unanswered letters, the mountain of madness in my kitchen and the empty space in my fridge where my bentous should be if I was a better person? Do I tell you about my plan for Saturday, and how I’m thinking about palm-reading and Tarot? Do I tell you that the munchies have set in, and I fear that I’ll have to make a sandwich before I try to sleep?
My slice of heaven 