I’ve been having weird dreams lately.

Some about Gizmo not being at all dead…Some where Taz lied to me about everything about her…Some others that I don’t really remember.

Not that I put any credence in it.  I know my dreams are just my brain being silly–they’ve never been anything more.

I’m recently addicted to the Dr Horrible soundtrack.  Especially My Eyes.  Joss Whedon’s a friggin genius.

Today was Thanksgiving up here in the great white north.  It was great, and I kind of want more stuffing now…

I made coleslaw–which used to be my dad’s job.  I didn’t do too badly at it, either, but it wasn’t the same.  Never will be, I suppose.

The DK on Taz and Ryan’s server is 70 now.  Finding instance groups is like pulling teeth, though, which means my heirloom acquisition is going to be a bit harder than I originally anticipated.

Ryan and I seem to be forming a good friendship.  Which is kind of funny, since we’re kind of withholding things from one another.

He’s withholding truths about himself, and I’m withholding the fact that I know them anyway  :)

Maybe that’s how the best friendships work…

I find that listening to Beck reminds me a lot of Nick, strangely…Probably because Beck is kind of strange and eclectic, but he’s also really laid back.  That pretty much sums up Nick, really.

I think I need to begin budgeting my time.  Like, I really hate budgeting my time, because I feel so restricted in doing so, but at the same time, I have shit to get done.

I really miss having a cat.