Today I went to work in the lab. I was thinking. I decided not to do anything that wasn't fun or conducive to good feeling, so I left after 2 hours. I think that that was a good, fun decision.
Instead, I did my laundry again, tried on my new clothes, waxed my poor body to pieces, cleaned my room, inquired about a computer, watered my plants, read some books and finished moving some of my old blog entries from blurty.com (recommended by my sister) to blogspot because everyone else I know has one here. Or on livejournal. But whatever. I was rereading my older entries from last year, and now I see that I was not as funny as I thought. I cringe a little now, reading that self-indulgent crapola. But here I am writing again, so that tells you just how much I haven't learned.
I'm thinking of using this journal thing as a way of keeping in touch with family and friends in Ontario. In which case I will have to edit. Operation ECD. Edit Censor Delete. I'm sure there are sexual innuendoes and the like that I have yet to expunge, so help me out before I give this address to my dear lovelies, thanks and please.
I think my body is eating itself. I am so very tired. Off to sleepland.
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