Back at it...

Is it over? I've had the flu/cold over the holiday break and spent a good deal of my time off sleeping it off and feeling sorry for myself. Well drinking too but only for cold therapy. My brother and his girlfriend had me over for Christmas Eve and snacks (I had every intention of sticking to my diet - but who can resist rum balls? - not I - I'm so weak) we spent the night drinking a bottle of $200 cognac (sooo good), watched the dog open his gifts and solved all the world's problems before 5 a.m. When I got home I had many well wishes from friends and family waiting on my answering machine leaving me feeling all warm and fuzzy before I slipped into a cold/cognac induced coma for the rest of Christmas day. And now it is like I never left my desk for here I am again. Feeling oh so good about myself as I just donated my $100 Christmas bonus to the Red Cross Tsunami Relief Fund (nothing beats that do gooder feeling). I can't believe how long it took to get through to the 1-800 # which must be a good sign that lots of people are giving money. I'm always thinking how little money I have and have been on a rant the past few months because my rent is going up in January - about my pay being so low, that I have no health benefits blah, blah, blah... Then you see something like what happened in Asia on Boxing Day and it puts it all into perspective. I really am so lucky and blessed. The I'm okay feeling just sort of washes over you.

Song o' the day:
It Stoned Me - Van Morrison

Eve

Christmas Eve and here I sit at work warming my chair until noon, twiddling my thumbs thinking about my bed...
Tomorrow I can sleep in - yes! Sigh, late sleep in, a good book, a bath, guarantee of new jammies. And hey, my brother called to inform me he knows men - some of them single - imagine that? (Feel the sarcasm). Must learn no more rants on the internet... response from my last post was "that girl needs herself a man". I've been to one very uncomfortable potluck with friends + me and another poor soul who had no idea what was going on having to sit through comments like "wow you two have so much in common" and "isn't she/he great - I don't know why someone hasn't snapped you/him up ages ago..." and my favourite idea.... "My brother-in-law is trying to stop drinking I should introduce you two." Thanks people -I know I'm loved - really, but please, I swear the last post was not a cry for help. Thanks for the effort, but stop now - please, or I'll have to hurt you.
Happy Hoho!

Song of the day
Song for a winter's night - Sarah McLaughlin

Olmmm...

Windows are a pain!

Have I mentioned a thousand times yet how much I hate windows and dos machines in general? I think I must be working out some bad karma that I keep getting stuck trying to design on these things. I've just updated to Quark 6 which is not working on XP (lovely) now must surf the net for hours on end to figure out what the problem is. Also - I HATE - that the filing system makes you surf back to the folder you were just in every freaking time you go to open anything. + ASCII commands to create bullets, accents et all - come on! I keep going to hit control ee to make é - I miss my mac! I could go on and on (fonts, colour calibration.... arggggg)
Moving on - tomorrow is the big schmooze fest at work - I hate these things - I don't want to meet all the people I've created pleasant email relationships with. I don't need the visual and prefer that I remain in the abstract - design goddess - I'm sure they see in their mind's eye.
I want a bubble bath and a bottle of tequila - make that a tropical beach and a bottle of tequila - also some Adonis to rub suntan oil on my pale flesh saying something like "ahh bella, bella" as he does so (I'm feeling better already Ollllmmmmmm.

Today's Theme Song
No Sleep Till Brooklin - Beastie Boys (Adam could be the Adonis with the suntan oil...hmmm)
Insomnia has me in it's clutches. Also first song on my workout tape - I haven't been to the gym this week - guilt is setting in.