I Don't Like Mondays, ooooh ooooh

Here it is, the beginning of another week. I managed to stay in my pajamas all weekend and, in fact, am still in them. 

Just tried to have fun with Mr. H., but somehow it didn't work out. I will try harder next time.

I have nothing to say, nothing to write. I write all the juicy stuff in my journal, and since I'm still unemployed, there's really nothing to say. 

I must get a life. That would be great. Then maybe these lame posts would improve. Ah, well, no one reads them, anyway, so what does it matter?

Another Day in the (non) Life!

Here it is, a chilly Saturday. Just got back from breakfast with R. Strange that we are getting along so well, considering we are divorcing pretty soon. Nothing to report. Am going to work out later and make nutritious smoothies. Such a day! Oy vey!

How many 59-year-olds does it take?

Just how many men close to 60 do I have to say NO to? WHY do they want me, or rather, why do they want my PHOTO? What do they see in my photo that makes them want someone 15 years younger than themselves? Damn e-Harmony, anyway. My match ages are 40-59. Some age range. No one my age wants me, which is depressing enough, but when it's JUST the older men, it makes me wonder WHY. WHY ME? Why right now? 

No one reads this anyway, so no one can answer the question: How many 59-year-olds does it take to ruin my day??? 

The answer: ONE.

And So It Goes...

Here I am, writing to no one again. It feels strange. I'm watching a Law & Order I've already seen. Since this show has been on for 18 years or something like that, I shouldn't be watching re-runs. They should just start at the beginning and run every episode in order, that way I wouldn't be watching repeats.

Am going to be all alone this weekend since R. will be in Philly. Don't have much to do and am bummed about that. I'll have to find some great things to do. I hope I have the energy. I would really like to shake this bronchitis. 

And so ends another little bloglet entry. I write much more in my actual journal, stuff I can't possibly put on here, but it's the JUICY stuff...

And so it goes....

So Much Raw Food, So Little Time

This raw foods cleanse is killing me! KILLING ME. Only raw foods + one new whole food this week. I cheated and had a power bar this morning. The cold foods were getting to me. Even though I picked rice as my "new" food, I only had it once, with sushi. Should have picked a different food. 

Am still feeling puny today, but lots better than last week. The driveway guys are at it again, doing something new to the driveway today. Sealing it, I think. The cars are parked on the street and I'm not sure when we can park in the garage again. Another week? Who knows...

And so I keep writing these posts that no one will ever read!

En avant.

BRAZIL!

I love this movie. I prefer the Director's Cut, because the cut that makes it onto HBO or wherever is always watered down.  The soundtrack is funny, and I just love this movie.

Have nothing to say, but since no one reads this, it isn't important.

Everybody Loves the Sound of a Train in the Distance

The big dilemma: to drive 8 hours to my sister's Iowa farm, or to AmTrak for four hours? Cost of ticket: about $82 (round trip). Cost of gas: unknown at this time. Do I really want the hassle of driving all that way? I love my sister (and her 500-acre farm),  and I love visiting. 

As of now, I'm going with the train option. It seems much less trouble. 

Since no one is reading this, does this blog even really exist? Existential!

First Post

My very first blog post. I am late to the blogosphere. Not much to say tonight, since I'm recovering from a whopping case of bronchitis and feel well enough to be bored but not well enough to do anything. 

I'm still deciding what to write in here. Any input would be helpful. I could talk about my (non) life, which will bore any stray readers who stumble in here to tears....

I shall ponder.