Songs to soothe a busted soul..

Lookit me puppy ;-)

ain't she a pretty dog?

A Revolution Against Heels

"You should wear heels more," a friend told me matter-of-factly. "It makes you look sexier."

I can't do heels 50% of the time, I say back. I looked at her pointy-toed, fashionably high stilletoes and thought, naah.. I'm doing fine with my comfy, yellow flats.

Why must we have to subject ourselves to pain to cheat looking fab?

I can be pretty with my soles closer to the earth, right?

Let's propose a revolution against heels.

Comfort over pain. No more pretense. No more calluses.

Beauty minus pain..

Closed For Business On Sad Days....

A couple of my friends have a shirt that says:

they lied to us
this was supposed to be the future
where is my jetpack
where is my robotic companion
where is my dinner in pill form
where is my hydrogen fueled automobile
where is my nuclear powered levitating house

where is my cure for this disease?

-- New Light On The Drake Equation, Ian R. Mcleod

I can't remember feeling this unmotivated before. The lethargy, the overwhelming desire to not get up from bed.. That overpowering urge to skip the bus and to head on somewhere except my office cubicle.

I should blame it all on this wonderful London weather we're having. Gray skies, damp, wet, and somewhat mucky -- the hanging promise of misery and tragedy. I love it. This is exactly the type of weather the Bronte's were so fond of writing about. The one thing practically missing is a moor.

Except instead of that, I have a cubicle farm. Sigh.

Coffee can do wonders, don't they?

Aside from skyrocketing your blood pressure,

it can actually poke a hole

in your brain

and drain all the stress

all the heartaches

and all the angst

to make the soul pleasantly empty

again.

We should do this again, Kitty-pot! :-)