Evil Yahoo Messenger

Wondering where I've been? Well, see the title. A friend, a very good, dear friend, told me about Yahoo Messenger. Got me chatting. Dear God, it's like crack. Hooks you fast and hard. Life is dull when there's not a soul online. Although, we ALL sign in "invisible to everyone" apparently. In the belief that this will at least get our respective asses to work. To do laundry. The occasional dish or two.

On the plus side, I don't have much time to cook right now. God forbid I tear myself away from new e-buddies in England and New Zealand during what would be my dinner hour. My current grocery list consists primarily of rotisserie chicken, salad greens, yogurt, bread and milk. Canned soup to take to work. Diet Pepsi and coffee. And Ghiradelli chocolate chips and eggs, so that I can make the ONE thing I do seem capable of going into the kitchen for, which is Gordon Ramsay's recipe for chocolate pots. This is a good thing for my budget, though. so I can't really complain.

Aside from causing a certain amount of global sleep deprivation, it's actually working to my advantage at work. Work is going well, in spite of staying up waaay too late more often than is absolutely necessary. Apparently, being on the sleep deprived side makes me more effective at work somehow. It's a paradox I am not currently questioning!

Dad and Dogzilla are both well. Of course, no computer access up there these days. Dad has given up his computer after getting about the 100th virus. Has decided that he will just be technilogically challenged by his DVR with the cable. Dogzilla is happy because I am not sitting at the computer surfing the 'net, playing games or e-mailing. More time to walk him, pet him and feed him treats, so it is all good as far as the little furball is concerned.

Not much else going on. Like most, I still wish to win the lottery. No real complaints though. That's been my life in a nutshell. Ooops. Gotta run. London is calling......