Friday Notes

Back to Normal
Four weeks ago today we flew off to London. I guess it's time to get back to the routine and finish that painting I started about two months ago. Actually it's almost done, I have to pick a sunflower from the yard to use as the model, then a few touch ups and I'll be done. Next I have to decide if I buy two more canvases, which I think I should. The less fun task will be actually tackling that bare kitchen floor that I tore the gruesome carpet up from last summer. The bare wood is still nicer than the carpet ever was, even with the giant pesto stain from when the blender bottom fell out, oops! But it's a weird shaped kitchen and if I just lay down linoleum myself, it should be a chore getting it cut out. The ideal is ceramic tile, but not sure I'm ready for the expense yet.

No Thanks, I Already Have a Stalker
Been playing around on My Space, which I had never really checked out before, and it's strange. Still not too many local area men that I'd want to meet, but have been corresponding with a couple nearby. I thought it would be different than the online dating sites, which is all meat market vibe, but really My Space is pretty similar in that respect. And the formats, even the custom made ones, are not that pleasing to look at. I'll keep at it for awhile longer, and then probably chuck the whole idea. Besides, blogging is a lot more fun than worrying if the guy who wants to be your friend suffers from a major mental disorder. And another aspect, I'm really at peace with my life as it is, so why fix the unbroken?

I See Live People
One of the starkest differences between Paris and US cities I've visited is the total awareness and engaging nature of the Parisians. A city where people look at each other, watch each other and wonder about each other is pretty refreshing.