Meandering...

Hello everyone. My apologies for taking so long to update but work just eats up all my time and of course what little is left is taken up by my writing.

Let's see, wise insight of the day?What annoys me is at work, I hang around guys mainly and there's this one guy who I'm with ALL the time and we just get along wonderfully and of course, people start wondering if we're going out and that just plain irritates me. Like hello, there is a such thing as a friend who is a guy. So I will quietly fume over that for a few minutes and then I'll move right along!

I'm still writing and redrafting and reading a lot. I'm currently rereading a Pike book and it's my favourite one: Blind Mirror and I just love how I can read at work. I'm having a moral crisis working in sales because I truly do not believe in what I am selling but I suppose work is work and I do need the money.

Lately I have become more social. I actually know how to talk to people once more and I can make jokes and be alright company unless I'm too hyper and then I'm just plain weird but I've spoken to many different people lately and the one thing I have noticed is no one is really sure what they want to do with their life. I mean they'll say I'd love to work as something or another or they'll say they're studying but no one seems to be sure what they want out of life. It's sad. I'm in the same boat. I love writing to bits but when it comes to answering someone about what I want out of life, I just don't have a clue. I wonder if that could explain why I spend a lot of the time feeling rather lost...

I better head off peoples. Take care and till next time, as one of my English buddies says: Toodlepip!

Yoomi