Am I Bored or Just Jonesing For Communication?

So...like the total moron that I can be, I write on someone else's blog today. There's a first for everything I suppose. But seeing as how I have never received any comments (good, bad or indifferent) it just seemed like a very odd thing for me to do. But then again, I too am an ex-smoker like the guy who is trying to quit, and I feel for him. My first day was excrutiating and somewhat embarassing which I refuse to go into at this point. Ask me on a day when I feel like sharing and looking like a complete Arsehole! My question still remains....even though I have chated twice after having copiuos amounts of wobbly pops does it still make me smoke free for almost a year? Just a thought....

You Know What Really Sucks?

I'll compile a short list if I can see in between these silly tears:

1) Reading a really great book and it makes you cry. I never thought I was much of a sap but as I get older the tears seem to flow easier and easier. It's not that I am a walking hormone, but stories that end well or end horribly bad make the tears come to visit. The good news is that they fell in the quiet of my own home, and no one knows about them but me. (Cos nobody read this blog at all!)

2) Not being able to sleep on your day off. I had totally prepared myself for some extra hours of sleep this morning. Even told everyone at work that this was my plan. BUT....this stupid cancur (tongue ulcer...whatever you call it) woke me up about 6 times in the night, and I woke up at 930 this morning feeling my pain and wishing it would go away. I'm such a big baby.

3) Finishing a book that you wish would go on forever. I hate it when it ends and you feel like you have a just made a bunch of friends and now they are leaving. It's almost as if a part of me has gone with them. It truly makes me feel very sad. (I think I have just come up with a great topic for the next BookCrossing Newsletter, whcih means I must leave this now and see how I can write it!)

Time's up....please put down your pencils and pass your test to the front of the class.

How Quickly We Forget

So....the last blog I had was over a month ago? No wonder my diary grunted and groaned when I would open it back in high school and college. It was used less than this blog was!

Having just started to read "Why Girls Are Weird" by Pamela Ribon, I have seen the light and decided to change my ways in regards to my silly blog. More writing, less filling! Even if it's just a few words, I shall promise (read as try my damndest) to write in you everyday (except weekends when I have to wrestle my way to the puter!)

Back to my book, as it is way more addicting than it has been given credit for! Thanks Pammie!