The Kids who have EVERYTHING.

As I was trolling through the toy aisles last night looking for replacement gifts cos my niece and nephew already had the things I had initially gotten, I felt such an inner sense that buying them even more STUFF was in some way just plain WRONG! And that I was just plain contributing to landfill...Definitely, kids these days...it's ridiculous...and if you can relate, I urge you to clean out those oversized toyrooms and start culling the masses of unused items and donate them to kids who don't even have one toy, let alone five types of the one type stacked and arranged in purpose built rumpuses by colour...

This is exactly why my ideal vision if it ever includes my own kids, is to raise them somewhere far removed from all of this excess materialism and consumerism where playing and happiness are free and fosters real creativity and resourcefulness.

Oh WOW, Technology!

Spent all last night engrossed in the wonders of video calling from my wireless laptop. Actually the time was so inappropriate I think my neighbours were banging through the walls, lol. A chick chatting can actually be pretty bad noise pollution when one is trying to sleep...

My "designer" and I were doing that whole virtual remote thing trying to knock out my card...cos deadlines are calling!

In any way, for me, luddite I am, it was a bit of a case of a Three stooges style self-sabotage so it was pretty funny trying to get it all working and functional actually.

I'm feeling very blessed with my friends...seems like I have some kind of support for everything I do lately- foreign and strange-but I LIKE IT!

People love to call me "Darling"

I wonder if you ever get to an age where you're too old to be called "Darling" by insignificant others?

What is a "Squeam"?

a squirm + a scream!

LOL, I am one easily amused gal! ;)

Empathic Resonance!

You know you have great friends when you feel like slime dripping down a wall and your friends are all around to buy you icecream, drinks, make sure you eat, use their $500 mobile credits to call you and listen to you vent hours of existential crisis at any time of day...and best of all...feel your traumas so personally they even end up being haunted in their dreams as if your crisis was their own! Now that's what I call "Empathic Resonance"....the true sign of a GOOD FRIEND, lol :-D

In any case, I'm exhausted...

Suddenly I became Miss Popularity, or maybe it's cos its the holidays and I'm the only loser still in town...so I'm some rare available company...