Life Outlook: Exhausted
Current Weather: -16°C, Light Snow
I sit here listening to music on my iPod and I am reminded of a bus ride to work earlier this week. I was waiting for a transfer, minding my own business when a man came up to me and asked for the time. I guess he was also waiting for a bus, and proceeded to wait. Several minutes and a few frozen toes later he turns to me, smiles and says in a rather thick access, "ABBA, sweet." That was my queue to turn down the volume of my iPod. :-)
...at least this time it wasn't a comment about Broadway showtunes.
Tonight's music of choice seems to be a hybrid between the soundtrack from Hairspray and instrumental soundtracks. I wonder how the stewardess knew? :-) Enough about my eclectic tastes in music however.
This weekend was pretty uneventful. Worked, was majorly ill and hung out with friends. I learned that Silicone spelled backwards does not start with the letter N, Mumu's are apparently Back In Fashion, and I apparently moan more than most when I'm getting A Back Massage. Certainly an educational weekend. The rest of the weekend was mostly spent feeling like death warmed over. Yay for a killer stomach!
I think I slept about 12 hours last night, had a lot of weird dreams - but possibly a new screenplay idea. It's been months since I actually was able to write anything of significance. Could this be a sign of renewed creativity? Perhaps so. I'll keep you posted.
My energy is waning, and with that I shall leave you with a song quote and some more pictures from the weekend.
"Love is everything it's cracked up to be…It really is worth fighting for, being brave for, risking everything for."
- Erica Jong, 2004
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