.:]...yawn...[:.

tough getting up this morning after the roller coaster yesterday... besides I was all warm and snuggly in blankets.

Got to spend time with Hedds, who if I hadn't mention it before has blown out her knee again. Prolly ACL. Its so disheartening to see her hobbling around on crutches. She's usually the one that's zooming around working out and getting errands done before I get my morning tea. She'd gotten into a yucky blue period the last time it happened while she was rockstarring on the Loyola soccer team. And it surely didn't help her spirits to find out that one of her favorite restaurants, Lakeview on Ashland, will not be there the next time she comes back. Luckily Matt's been a saintly sweetheart and taking care of my sister. And she's firm to her commitment to become vegan in the new year so we've a pact to have a blow out sushi night after Christmas but before New Year's!

and then I'd decided to call Ddub out of the blue and we'd decided to meet up for drinkies. I hadn't seen him since well, before we broke up. For all the times I'd thought I'd missed him and wanted to talk to him about all sorts of crap, I just couldn't. I was all in my head and self-editing which makes for no conversation. I'd realized he was right, I didn't talk to him like I talked to other people. It became perfectly clear when in an interesting discussion of American and global medical policy I couldn't get a word in - and that is one issue, as a person in the alternative health/preventative medicine profession, that I would have loads of crap to expound on. But I hated HATED feeling as though I needed to create a prescence to partake in a conversation. After many starts and stops to trying to get into the conversation, I gave up and started to shoot the shit with the cute waitress. Later, I had the chance to ask HeyYou the questions I'd wanted.... I hate feeling badly...

Ok, need yummy list...

- saunas
- French accents :drool:
- Wonderfully skanky Miss Lesley songs
- brandy soaked cherries
- laughing so hard I have to stop dancing
- making sweet sweet love on the dance floor
- finding what thought you'd never see again
- someone finding a song just for you
- finding a newbie like finding a diamond on the sidewalk - ok this deserves expanding... a new guy at Bungalow asks me to dance. Starts off with east coast swing, and then simple lindy moves, and then starts stylin like mad and I'm keeping up. Its cool to find someone who can dance but someone who is consciencous and wants to dance to your level and so bothers to take it slow...wow.
- finding another bartender who rocks
- pretty manicures
- late long phone calls
- Cookie Monster