cold yesterday. cold again today. LOL… sorry. had to alter one of my favourite Family Guy bits..

a dusting, a smattering if you will, of snow on the rooftops and ground as i look out from my elevated perch, here in the big smoke.

laying in bed last night, as is my wont, or its’ wont, my brain turned to thoughts of well, thoughts. thoughts of nothing in particular, and yet things in specific, if that makes any sense at all. it did in my head. LOL.

i used to write more. not quite prolifically, but more than i tend to do now. life has changed, big city and all i suppose, but one thought did cross my miniscule mind last night and it is thus; where i used to live, it was in essence at ground level, and had a view of the comings and goings, such as they were, of my little burg. but now, and where i am living, i can see well, buildings. and not very interesting ones at that. oh sure, i can get up and see more, like the highway and its’ congestion, but its different now. up there i could wander down the hall and see my neighbour. here i don’t even think i have a neighbour. i did, but he moved a while ago, and to my knowledge, no one has moved in as of yet.

i wrote yesterday, maybe some of you saw it, and the reactions i got were mixed to say the least. some positive, some thinking i was sad (maybe, but not really) and others thinking i wanted to end it all. huh.

the positive i get as, well, no, i don’t get it unless it was just that it was being commented on my brain and it’s output.. the sad, well, no, other than perhaps a person not familiar with my brain, and the end it all, well, no.

and please, whatever you do, do not get to thinking that i am going to be writing festive pieces during the run up to that give me give me day. not in me, and never will be. yes, ok, if i am with others that enjoy the season such as yourselves, i would not be E Scrooge, and i would join in with being holly jolly. however, all a facade to be honest, and only doing it for others. that’s the guy i am, selfless.. LOL.. now that made me laugh.. 🙂

dreading the day actually. believe it has been annotated in a prior post that i was/am invited to go north, to the area of my former residence, and spend time with my old neighbour and his kin. nice folks, just well, oddly enough, or, well, not oddly enough if you knew me, i would prefer to be alone. here i can wander around, talk to myself, swing my golf club, play the piano, nap, read, and there? well, i have to be nice, and talk about things. but, i shall go, and endeavour to be nice, which in truth, i am (shh don’t tell anyone) and before you know it, i will be home, and it will be the 26th, and i can then shut off until i have to deal with the 31st… ugh. stupid day. although, on the 30th i am going to a concert, so that will be nice. really nice actually and truly looking forward to it.

snow is coming down now, rather it is going sideways past my windows as in between buildings things tend to go where they go, up even. truth! i’ve seen it. odd occurrence to say the least.

need to clean today. not that my flat is dirty, but my island is once again populated and not barren as it should be. yeah, i know, that’s a little OCD which i am not, just that while i am cluttered at times, i dislike clutter. if that makes sense. again, it made sense in my head.

i got a new heavy blanket.. did i mention this? anyhow, no, i didn’t, so will elucidate now if i may. ages ago, when i lived up north, i got one. did it help? not sure, not enough empirical date to formulate an opinion. however, that one is in storage, god knows where, so i got a new one of a different variety. been having trouble sleeping, (what else is new?) so thought i would give this idea a whirl one more time. jury is still debating on what to have for lunch, so not getting anything from them for a while. i mean, come on, chicken/pizza or burgers. how hard could it be??

anyhow, i am not sure that this experiment will last. i would like it to, but, well…

i am still ignoring the news, or trying to do so. i see some headlines now and again but for the most part i am staying away from going down the rabbit hole that is the news, mainstream or otherwise.

i miss going to Florida. for several reasons i might add, and oddly enough, just because it is warmer than here isn’t on the top of the list. and no, i don’t do beaches. really? no, i miss first and foremost my parents. i miss that sense of being able to do something for them. i miss their caregivers. i do miss my friends at the hotel where i used to stay, and yes, ok, i miss the weather, but in the winter it isn’t that warm i have to tell you.

tomorrow is the shortest day of the year or so the almanacs say. the shortest day in the longest most drawn out excruciating month of the year. a long december indeed sang Adam D, he of the counting crows. did you know that a group of crows is called a murder? and, fun fact, a parliament of owls. huh. who knew?

i am owed a sum of money from a company that i bailed out earlier this year. they got their funding recently and now the money is due back. but wait! it gets better. message received this morning that the accountant has to do calculations and those will only be done by the 27th. funny. no, the accountant is fucking off for the holidays and was/is too stupid to have done a preliminary spreadsheet showing amounts to be distributed ages ago. this is just laughable, and one more reason why i regret helping them in the first place. or actually helping almost everyone. it’s always about THEIR stress, and THEIR lives. forget the fact that its ME who is bailing you out. apparently i’m the one with no life, stress or feeling. huh i say, huh.

lord i really need to have a shower and shave and get on with the dreaded decluttering of my space. i have connections for a cleaning service, but truth be told, i am loathe to engage because my flat isn’t that big, and if i cannot clean it, well, shame on me.

so, with that thought lingering like a overdone roast, i again bid you the warmest wishes for the season, a festive and jolly weekend, and, as always,

i bid you,

peace.