Dinner

Meow and I had a nice dinner with candle lights, red wine, munggo and leftover chicken.

It was really nice. There we were in the study, surrounded by still-unpacked things from November, our new shelf, all our books, the dog Border peering by the window, and just talking without the diversion of TV.

I guess this was the life I thought of having as a kid. Sure, the neighbors are annoying. But it's still nice, the house, the cool wind. It's got all we need in a house. You see, we don't like going out that much.

Nothing's wrong with having things simple.

Awake on Early Sunday

I woke up at 3 am. Meow's still asleep. She's been reading my Fables comics last night.

I hate having anxiety attacks. Hahaha!

I opened my email, and found someone again praising my profile on Flork. I think my flork account has more info about me than I do on Facebook. Sadly. Or maybe because when I had anonymous profiles, I feel free to type whatever I wanted.