Internet restored. And thank God for that. It's amazing how I've got so used to it over the past 10+ years. I was then computer illiterate, not now. Sometimes I think and try to remember what life was like sans Internet. I think it was pretty bleak. But perhaps that is the reason I was never at home, always out somewhere, every day of the week.
I've officially started my shopping, which, this year is quite late in the day, perhaps because there's the whole world wide web to explore. I also shop on the web, but it's not as much fun. It's so much nice when things start beckoning you from shop windows. They really look as if they're calling me, asking me to give them a home. And of course I fall for their wicked ways every time. It's funny, I am so bad with new people, but I make up for it by being so good with new things. That is my problem. How can I let a D&G purse sit lonely in a shopping window? It just cries out, gets all my sympathy, then my empathy and hey presto it's coming home with me. I like things. I think they look better on me then in a shop. And they feel less lonely on me then in a shop. Well maybe I could be also guilty of some neglect sometimes, as each new thing starts replacing the frequency which the other thing was experiencing. I'm not sure I'm making much sense, but it's the best way I can explain it out. Now there's this very gorgeous and very lonely fur coat which has cried out to me. But I'm not sure if I could buy real fur. I have four already, and somehow I don't feel guilty about animal skinning because I didn't buy them for myself. They were a present and one never throws presents away, especially of that kind. We'll see. But if I am so much against animal skinning, then I guess the fur is going to keep staying lonely. Poor fur. And probably poor me, because I usually want things yesterday.
I'm not sure I'll be having time to log onto here again today, I've a dinner party.
So see you soonest.
I've officially started my shopping, which, this year is quite late in the day, perhaps because there's the whole world wide web to explore. I also shop on the web, but it's not as much fun. It's so much nice when things start beckoning you from shop windows. They really look as if they're calling me, asking me to give them a home. And of course I fall for their wicked ways every time. It's funny, I am so bad with new people, but I make up for it by being so good with new things. That is my problem. How can I let a D&G purse sit lonely in a shopping window? It just cries out, gets all my sympathy, then my empathy and hey presto it's coming home with me. I like things. I think they look better on me then in a shop. And they feel less lonely on me then in a shop. Well maybe I could be also guilty of some neglect sometimes, as each new thing starts replacing the frequency which the other thing was experiencing. I'm not sure I'm making much sense, but it's the best way I can explain it out. Now there's this very gorgeous and very lonely fur coat which has cried out to me. But I'm not sure if I could buy real fur. I have four already, and somehow I don't feel guilty about animal skinning because I didn't buy them for myself. They were a present and one never throws presents away, especially of that kind. We'll see. But if I am so much against animal skinning, then I guess the fur is going to keep staying lonely. Poor fur. And probably poor me, because I usually want things yesterday.
I'm not sure I'll be having time to log onto here again today, I've a dinner party.
So see you soonest.
