front of cd
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Surprise day time phone call from a friend, far away. It kicked me in the ass to finish the little cd project I had promised him a few weeks ago. I was stuck on the cover art. In the end, the art is a bit of a joke because it is made up entirely of photos of myself. My ode to vanity, I suppose.

I drove all over London looking for a marker or grease pencil that would write on dark photographs. I finally found one, at 5 p.m. then came home and made dinner. Dinner consisted of too-hot chicken wings and baby spinach salad. I only ate the salad since the wings almost burnt my face off. My quest to eat normal, regularly timed meals is an entry on its own, I suspect.

Busy like a little Martha Stewart worker bee, putting up the curtains, hanging christmas lights, doing dishes as soon as I dirty them. I guiltily bought 3 boxes of breakfast cereal, resolving I would not eat it like a snack whilst watching Nick Stahl in Terminator 3 (another guilty indulgence). Instead, I watched that movie while I ate dinner. *grin*

Christmas in a few weeks, my family will be around me. The days I've spent alone, not in their company have made me appreciate who they are. I like the solitude, but I miss the noise, sometimes. Like Rsm said so many years ago: maybe I'll never be satisfied with anything. Bugger that statement has stayed with me all this time.

I don't know where the time goes sometimes. Now it's time for bed and a movie.