no chocolate for me

apparently, i'm really bad at the the whole 'signal' game. to me, it makes sense that i get bored, i have a friend who's not busy and who's company i enjoy, so i called to go play. we have fun. this is a casual thing. however, i've been told that this is not what is recieved on the other end. and this is how i get my problems.
BUT! in this case, i was okay. i hope. green man doesn't think the regular way, and he was around with the penguin anyway. it's what it was, and that's all - the park, krispy kremes, pool, and looney tunes. it was fun...

why in the world is this such a cool picture?

relative

it was still early morning when the bluebird flew drowsliy around a stone pillar and lit down by the sparrow. the birds exchanged greetings and events as they had transpired between meetings. as the key of the sparrow's song changed, the bluebird's heart gave a twang of remembrance of a song that she herself had sung not too distantly. throughout the day the song became all the more clear and the little bird had a hard time not humming the tune herself. to her, the song was past, and bringing it back would only hurt. as another jay had told her, he wasn't her type, and she'd best just get over it. still, the cold refrain of a penguin has its moments of appeal.

HAPPY DAY!

IT CAME!!!

hUrry UP!

i hate waiting. i'm so antsy at the moment that i can't even stand myself, and it's getting worse as the minutes tick by. it's cOminG! i can fEEl it. and yes, i admit, that even now i still get excIted, and count down. it's so close, and i Know! i rarely ever Know, but this time i do, and i can't sit still. but when does the knowing become a solid thing to hold and love within my little hands? i'm going CrAzy. i should go run. no greens for me.
and it's less than a week away! and CHRISTMAS!

mmmm hostess

my house is a very fine house, generally, only without the two cats. not tip top by any means, but it's nice. however, even the nicest of houses can use a "once over" when there's company to be had. so, naturally, this is what i did in my situation. to some extent. to whatever extent however, i was somewhat nervous in anticipation of a date that was at my house saturday evening.
and, as in most cases once again, my fears were for the mostly unjustified, because everyone knows what a normal house is normally like anyway. regardless, i have a tendancy that i don't normally notice, or mind, to play the hostess role to the hilt.
without thinking, if there are more than two people coming to my house, i simultaniously take charge and step back to let the rest interact as they will. i organize, prepare, make sure that everyone is having fun, is included, and that the activity doesn't go stale. mostly i watch as it goes, interceeding when necessary and cleaning up afterwards. this tendancy made it very awkward for me when the males of the triple date decided to revolt and put everything away. i was bodily forced to sit in a chair while other people did stuff in my house. i wasn't happy. Just Let Me Clean My House, you FOOlS!!!...but i refused to growl in front of two girls that i didn't know.
this is why we go to somebody else's house most of the time.