No presents for Christmas

Christmas is a week away, and I haven't gotten any gifts for anyone. Absolutely no free time lately. Every year it takes me longer to pick things out. What do you get for friends that you've been exchanging gifts with for the past 10 years? There's only so much Body Shop you can give to someone.

I have three friends that are really serious about Xmas present exchanges every year. Ever since high school, we've been getting each other $20 dollar gifts. That's our implied spending limit. Now that we all have decent jobs, and some of us even having bought a house and others of us being investment bankers, we still get each other $20 gifts. I really think all of us can afford to up it to $30 at this point. Not like I'm asking for a cashmere bodysuit. I honestly think it's because no one wants to be the first to be generous, not because we all like receive crappy gifts every year. Would you want to give a shower radio knowing you'll be getting lotion in return? It's a disgraceful cycle.

This sucks

I just wrote this disgustingly long, pouring my heart out type of entry that because of a blog glitch, just disappeared from my screen. I f-ing wear it was the wierdest disappearance act! Maybe it was some force of computer nature protecting me from spilling my guts to the world today.

Can't decide

I just returned from seeing Star Wars. Sitting 5 rows away from the screen I think parts of the action got cut out from my peripheral view. But great movie nevertheless.

So I can't decide whether I should keep this blog a secret. If I do keep it a secret, I could share my inner most thoughts and fantasies and rant about who or whatever I want.

I got words of encouragement from the 1 comment from my first posting. Pretty cool. I mean people actually comment back!

Sometimes I wish I could have a more adventurous line of work. Like espionage or a job where I'd always have to watch my back. But who am I kidding. I am so averse to danger. I am jumpy and get scared easily.

Can't sleep

Can't sleep because I stopped writing in my diary 6 years ago and this new blog has revived an old urge to expound on everything. My adrenaline is pumping and mind is churning. This is clearly an upgrade to the old diary - a sleak layout, spell check and a pinch of voyeurism to spice things up.