I am totally buying this hat: [link]

Cute hat.

Cuffing season is followed by, according to the parlance of the lesbians I hung with many years ago, the "springtime shuffle."

Thanks for the support, all. I have a first date with someone else tomorrow night and I don't think I'll be texting Ghost Bou again

Suzi, what Steph said. I hate to hear you are suffering.

Yeah, exactly. It's not, you're becoming exclusive with this person because they're really the right person for you and you have a deep and abiding bond. It's basically, you're too lazy to try to keep looking for the right person what with it taking more effort to be out and about during a blustery winter season. But come springtime, see ya later winter cuddler.

Good job, smonster, this is super tough, and you have come a long way.

Speaking of moving to be with Buffistas, I just woke up from a dream in which smonster and I got an apartment together in New York City... or maybe somewhere in outlying areas. It was in a run-down old building that plainly once had been the height of luxury. We got a great deal on the rent - $695 per month for a 2 bedroom apartment - because everyone in the apartments above us had to come through our place to get to the stairs to their floors. That was a bit of a surprise, but we decided to make the best of it, being friendly with everyone who came through, building community. Soon we were serving snacks in the evenings, even people from lower floors were stopping in, someone brought us a cat who looked like Harvey. One day we all decided to explore the attic of the building - it had a bunch of old hotel (think Angel's Hyperion) lobby furniture, so we talked about having a sleep-over up there for the whole building. When I woke up, we had discovered that the back of the building had access to a private beach.

If you want to, think about coming over this way soon, and we can raise a few glasses to ... whatever you like!

I was over your way two weeks ago, when I went to get my Italian passport renewed. Ended up doing some work from a Starbucks on DeKalb Pike.

How is September looking for you?

Good luck with the first date, smonster!

It's basically, you're too lazy to try to keep looking for the right person what with it taking more effort to be out and about during a blustery winter season. But come springtime, see ya later winter cuddler.

I think I'm incapable of doing that. I seem to be built for LTR. I fall too quickly, which is not a problem if the other person feels the same way, but it's hell on earth when it's not reciprocated and it takes me ages to recover. I made it a bit easier on myself by making myself less emotionally available/invested when someone expresses interest, but if they get past that part...

Andi, that's a lovely dream, and I would totally live in that building, just for you and smonster.

Oh, I want to live there too! Excellent dreaming.

There must have been some serious magic in that building because the furniture in the attic was a bit dusty but otherwise not nasty and musty. It would be a fine place for Buffistas to colonize. The beach out back seemed to be designed to be safe for kids, and with the kind of community we were building, it would be great for people of all ages. Gotta say, we'd have to put some work into making it accessible, though. Also, somebody's going to have to do something about the two 70s green gas stoves that were randomly placed in non-kitchen rooms (our kitchen had a nice white stove).

I am not allowed to stress buy any more geeky tshirts. I just was reorganizing my dresser drawers and had to organize them into two different draws. One for shirts long enough to wear with leggings for working out and ones that aren't

Thanks for the support, y'all. This last "episode" started Tuesday evening, I had a therapy massage just on that hip Wednesday morning and then worked at my desk all day. After work I took a muscle relaxant, got snuggled on the couch with a heating pad and slept like the dead. Apparently Kelly stopped by, gave me a hug, covered me with a blanket because I was fussing about being cold, and I honestly thought I had dreamt seeing her. When I woke up, I did "butt stretches" which were the good kind of ouch but my hip still wasn't happy when I was done. I did sleep last night without any extra meds and today I'm working from my bed instead of my desk. I'm trying to see if it is is my relatively new chair that is exacerbating the problem. I see my PT this afternoon and I'm going to see if she will needle it again.

I have TOO MUCH TO DO. I did suck it up and asked the kids to come over for a few hours on the weekend to help with some clean up/reorganization/yard work that needs to get done and I just haven't been able to do it.