I've begun assembling my christmas list (and birthday list, being a december baby isn't always the best). And I've noticed that its changed from "Hot Wheels Power Race Car" and "Chevrolet Blazer" and "a puppy" to "queen sized flannel sheets" and "tupperware" and "mixing bowls". What have I come to? Although I really do need flannel sheets, tupperware, and mixing bowls. I think I've grown up. And i'm not liking it.

The worst part of Halloween is that it is far too easy to buy massive amounts of candy. I have two large bags of it by me right now *D'OH!* Two weeks from now i'll need to buy new pants, and will have consumed my body weight in candy. And per usual I get screwed over the weekend before AND after at work, having to work both. So much for the Gay Christmas.

I seem to have been sleeping a bit better. Sacking out around 2-2.30. I miss the nights being able to sleep the whole thing. Friday is the deadline before "Hello Docta".

That is all,
robbie