i told you to expect more entries this week, didn't i?
huh? didn't i? well maybe i didn't.

so here i sit. in my apartement.
not watching TV.
which is normal, i would rarely have the tv on at this time of the day anyways.  however....it is drawing me.  it knows it's been two days.  it knows i want it.
   bastard.
   well.  i got through. i didn't watch anything, movies included, last night.  tonight...you know what the damned thing is doing tonight?  my digital cable box is sitting there with the red light on. this is the red light that is there to tell me that i have a message.  now, every message i have ever gotten from the box has been stupid and useless advertising but that has never stopped me from going to see them pretty instantly when i see the little light.
   i even caught myself having a little thought along the lines of 'maybe i'll just turn it on to check the message.' and then i realize that i am not even remotely that naive and it is going to have to wake up a little earlier in the morning to bamboozle me.  but it is calling, i must admit, it is a calling. all know all is lost and i should put myself out of my misery when i want to watch something like WHEEL....OF......FORTUNE.   (is there really any other way of saying that?)

   so the comparison to my friends thing is underway and i am getting some cool responses back.  oddly enough my oldest and dearest friend has been my least similar person, but that was at a healthy 61-62. even more oddly my closest match, has been an acquaintance from university that i haven't talked to in 6 years, and wasn't particularly close to at the time at a monstrous 95-95.  of course my closest friend is biding her time before weighing in with a result. 

 you can do the same to compare to me by going here Similar Minds

   remember this article about the loss of my hair stylist? 
   big things afoot today. something happened that had me send the following email...

I have an appointment with kane on Saturday morning.

I called for my normal salon, and after being put on hold 3 times, ended up talking to not the normal receptionist.
When she asked me who I wanted to see, I said, 'well, I used to see kane,' and she said, 'well, you still can, he's at ground zero' which is a mere 1 block from the prior hair dresser.

How's that for good news.

Unless, of course, he moved salons to get away from me.

Then it's GREAT news.

life is good some days.

ok. i am going to play some pinball. read a book. go for a walk. eat dinner. write a little something.  and not, i repeat, NOT, watch the telly.
enjoy.

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23:42 update.
damn you red light.
i will not know what you are! i will NOT.