Why do I talk so much? Why am I so opinionated about things which I know nothing about? I feel like I spout so much blah but really I have no practical knowledge about any of this.
I was lecturing two parents today about how I never want to have kids and why
I need to be more cautious. There is nothing wrong in having opinions but being so blabby about it is no good
I am a little depressed at work. I throw myself at everything but I am like ineffectual jelly. I have the best intentions but I don't think I'm really all that strong or forceful. I may not be entirely stupid but thats not enough. But this too shall pass, this too shall pass...

It was an excellent play.

I also had a good evening. I think being around so many musical people has definitely helped my ear. I am getting pretty acute and getting better with my absolute pitch.

My previous post is the perfect segue into what I want to say now

Richard III!!!!

I am quite quite excited.

A royce, a royce, my kingdom for a royce

Chocolate (c)ravings that just won't go away.

Went to a fish spa. Was greeted by a tank of glass behind the receptionist. A school of fish (each the size of my feet) stared back at me. ulp

So when it was time to put the feet in, I thought, okay, you can do this. Be calm, be suave, people are watching.

Hmm, the water is warm... but.. like... whaaaaaT

EEEEEEPS

Man those greedy little dead skin gobbling piranha pool inhabitants. They nibbled away with their evil little ineffective jaws at my all too sensitive feet. I had the toughest time keeping a straight face and not squealing all the way through.

So much for suave

And perverse as I am, I feel like going back for seconds

The western black rhino is extinct. I am in a deep blue funk. I can't help feeling that we are all terrible criminals. Generations of the future will look back and never forgive us

Good to know a black dress and red heels can still make me happy

I had a good weekend. Now its back to the rest of the world
There is so much to say and so little worth saying. Today our driver swerved a little off the road and on the curb. Someone complained and the driver got fired. I feel a little disturbed by it.
Work is still challenging. I am a little annoyed by that actually. Almost everytime so far if I really put my mind to anything it would somehow get easier and better. But here I always feel like the carrot is running at the same speed I am. Very Red Queen