When it rains, it facebooks

So, the facebook phenomenon has happened. to me so to speak.

In the span of a week, rather a few days, i had many (read ten or so - and yes i'm exaggerating by a person or two) i had all these "friends requests" on facebook.

strange. that it should all happen at the same time. with people from both sides of the pond requesting. anyway. i'm not sure how much time i want to put into the site.

strangely, before the friends requests came up i was thinking how sad it was that because i live over here now, that maybe, possibly some of the people i knew from where i grew up (there weren't very many really), and the people i knew when i was an adolescent i might never see again. most probably never see again. and while i was thinking this, i was thinking very intensely about one person in particular.

a guy i knew for most of my youth really. we lived in neighboring suburbs, didn't go to the same school or anything, had nothing in common, and the silly adolescent i was liked him and kept him as a friend mostly because i knew he was a good "friend". Translation, i liked the ego boost that i got from always knowing he would jump on me if i gave him the chance. It's always nice to feel lusted after.

As we grew older we started to drift apart. He was very smart but very depressed. He liked me because I was his optimistic-light-hearted-friend-drug.
He just got more and more, how to say it, heavy. The last time I saw him I knew it was more or less the end for "us".
Too heavy for me.

So, low and behold, the next day, i get a message from him on my facebook inbox.
How did he find me? At that time I didn't have an e-mail, i think. Anyway, the coincidence is strong.
And a couple weeks later, and after consulting the photos on his fbook account, i've decided to decide another time about resuming our friendship.

Gonna leave that on 'pause' for the moment.

So in the meantime, i have an apple crumble to make for the costume party tonight.

Short and to the point

Hi,

I'm drowning in work.

I can't get Ligia out of my head.

I'm starting a cycle of Wednsday classes tomorrow that starts at 8- which will require me to leave my house at 7 - which will require me to get out of bed at a bit before 6. Which of course means 5 something. Geesh is THAT early or what?

Students who want "this" or "that" have no idea how much work that entails for me. These days they're wanting lots and lots of "this and that".

The fuse on my windshield wipers keeps blowing. scary when it's pissing down and at night. Tonight i got lucky.
Probably should get some extra fuses then huh? oh, and a flashlight.

JD and i pretending to look for a place to buy. He wants city, i want garden. hummmm......

I'm jealous of my friend Kimberly and all that reading she does......

I'm planning on being Ava Gardner for Halloween. Yes I will look fabulous and also be wearing a "Hello my name is..." name-tag.

I did the same 2 hour class 3 times today. Safe to say the last session my brain was on auto-pilot. But they laughed at the same jokes i told two other times..... bless 'em.

Might have found a collegue to do some painting with. Mutual motivation is the key. plus i like her a lot. plus i miss painting a lot. plus she lives in the beautiful part of the Normandy countryside. yummmm, open-air easel painting!

and that be it for the moment,
I miss you all bunches,
L