Friday, January 07, 2005

January, the day after tomorrow



...or when all the festivities has ended.
I always (almost always) are left with a bleak taste in my mouth,
its like a anti-climax, was that is?

Its the same what vere I look forward too. Well travel usually lives up to my expectations.I have been really down and out in December, don't know why, well I know a number of reasons, but not sure any of them are to blame for my dystome. That's just more like the way I is.

Sometimes its ok, my ups and down makes me feel alive, but the last year there have hardly been any ups and its really getting to me. The day after Christmas Charm took very ill, the vet charged 250 us dollars

for opening the door alone, she had to remove a infected uterus. Anyway, she came home, a few days later got sick again, so the vet charged me a fortune even if I have a insurance.

Since I am on sick-lieave now the money and finances is a constant headache.

My car just refused to start in the middle of it all so I paied 120 in cab-fair. By the way, never go with mini-cab phone 60000, they did not find the way. I thought I was going to kill the fucking driver.Well, most important, Charm is well, You can see her on the pic.

The other pic is my Christmas featuring my late darling Roosevelt.

I celebrated New Years w Alvaro, though celebrated is the overstatement of the year since I felt like shit, lucky enough I felt better on the first day of the year. I just hope that good feeling set the tone of how this yet will be.

that's all for now // Annie