This week was not much more mellow than last week. I made it to German everyday and was proud of that. I find myself becoming one of those ‘get up early, go to bed early, do regular life things’ kind of person more and more. Sort of scary but necessary to stay awake and not be so irritably that I bite people’s heads off all the time. Well except for when they ask me the same question in 10 different forms in one night always getting the same answer, ‘I don’t know’. I have been reading my Unix book and learning some stuff. I enjoy it, as scary as that is.

The reason I named this week thinking is because I have not being doing a lot of that lately. Mostly I have been being. Instead of contemplating everything, like I normally do, I am just been considering it. The difference to me is that contemplating seeks an answer, a solution, whereas considering just means I take it in. I find myself listening more. I find my self having no desire to contemplate the answers to life the universe and everything, these days. I just want to inhabit life instead. Christine is coming over in July for a long weekend. I used my abundant frequent flier miles to get her a ticket and found an inexpensive hotel in Notthing Hill for us to hang at. We are going to be girlie. We are going to shop and take the Big Red Bus tour and giggle and hopefully guys will hit on us so we can be…um…hit on. Anyhow, I’m excited about just doing something meaningless and fun with my best friend. Going to London and being for the weekend. I’ve been so serious for so much of my life. I don’t want to be so serious. I don’ want to take it all so seriously. Now, I am sure some of you feel I don’t take things seriously enough, but I just don’t take what you want me to take serious, serious. I take much of life very seriously. I work diligently to justify my own sucking up of oxygen on a daily basis. But I think I don’t have to work so hard, at least not 24-7. I could leave the suitcase packed a few days upon returning from holiday and it wouldn’t hurt anything. This may sound like a strange example but it describes me and what I am talking about well. Everything has a roll and a timeline which must be respected. And now, I am revising my rolls and timelines. Blah, blah, blah…what happens if my coffee talks get dull though? Will you all abandon me?

Soot is sleeping on the back of the couch, which sits free form in the middle of the living room, with one leg hanging over the side. It looks really funny. Of course she often sleeps on her back with all her legs spread open so I guess I shouldn’t be surprised.

This week’s outfit’s key piece is the jeans. The incredibly tight and low cut jeans. Patrick loves them. I think I look a bit hippy. Did I mention I have gained another kilo? Up to 57.7! Crazy. The price of IT. Got to get out of the office and to the gym. Anyway, I was still really proud of this outfit. An interesting and diverse mix of styles, with the uber tight, low-cut teenager jeans, uber tight but covering top and sweet flip curled hair. I’m so clever. Cheers.