Diary of a Wom'n

I brought along my camera in hopes I catch something beautifully spontaneous. Anyway, I'm back in my cage--work. P is still at that publishing co. working the final days of her 2-week notice. I have yet to give them my resume.

I think I have some kind of throat infection b/c I have a bad sore throat that won't progress to a full on cold. It's just stagnant and annoying b/c it's not letting up. It's so difficult teaching my classes b/c I don't want to talk much b/c it starts to hurt like hell.

The weather is getting colder. I'm happy about that. I want to bust out my sweaters and turtlenecks and winter-tops and mistletoes. And jinglebells and santa claus and christmas tunes and chimney coals....too early? I look forward to christmas starting in july. I just love that holiday. I don't even mind how consumer driven it's become. In a small way, I like that too.

I've got my doc apt tomorrow morning at 10:10. Here's the rest of my to do list:
-mark the rest of the papers
-stitch my black pants
-watch Average Joe Tuesday night (that goes without sayingr really)
-get that resume out
-locate a fortune teller
-try out Neptune's Cove restuarant
-go to pickering town centre and get 6 movies for $20
-get J's bday gift

I just deleted almost 40 msges I had saved on my cell. I've never listened to any of them more than once, I just kept them for a just in case moment. I still had some from december. I also had the ones from him. Listening to them partially didn't make me miss him one bit. It's good, right?

I've got less and less to say every time.

GW