Only in California. Last week the weather was cold, rainy and ooogly here, which compared to what some have received this winter isn't bad. However, rain here means snow in the surrounding mountains. Over the weekend, the weather took a turn my way. It was beautiful and sunny. The perfect day to meet a friend in Santa Monica for a "cup 'o tea." I felt so great as I left Santa Monica and pulled onto the I10 to head home. As I left the beaches of Santa Monica behind me, ahead in the distance were snow capped mountains. It's just the most amazing thing to me. To be less than a mile from the beach, yet to see snow. No where else have I experienced such a thing.
Only on AOL. I didn't really have a cup of tea with my "friend." I had coke and she had "yellow water." I meant to ask her but forgot. What the heck is yellow water anyhow? Isn't that what you call pee? Hopefully, she'll answer here. Because, you see, the "friend" I met was none other than our very own Freeepeace. And, I am here to attest, she is as real here as she is in reality. It's so refreshing to actually put a real face to the words. A real human, flesh and blood. Hopefully, we'll have the chance to hang again because I can think of at least five different conversations we started only to not finish and jump on to something else. Oh yes, we were "Chatty Cathys", skipping from one topic to the next. And, I have a feeling she'll say: "Right On" to that one. ;-)
Only in My Life. I had a pleasant, easy-going weekend. Then at work today, I took a look at my calendar and realized I only have two weeks left to complete two papers and take two tests, one of which is this Saturday. Panic, regret, anxiety sunk in - way in. So, I came home with the best of intentions. I would clean things up a bit, eat a little something, then hit the books hard. But, wait, I've got to check in and read a few journals first. Okay, I'll allow myself that, but only if I finish and get crackin by 7pm. Well, it's now 9:15pm. I haven't cleaned anything, I'm getting kind of hungry and well my books are staring back at me, screaming "Open, Open, Open."
As such, I must flee but just can't resist sharing a few journals that caught my attention tonight and are to blame for my tom-foolery.
A Fool On The Lake - She has an hysterical entry about our "Commander in Cheat" and her husband's practicing of Free Speech.
Speaking of slow, Swifty's True Journal is the last journal I would like to share for the night. It's one that I have no clue how I found. (Someone must have the link out there somewhere and that's how I stumbled upon the journal but I don't see anyone commenting.) His, or her, wit is sardonic but true. I said slow because he, or she, has a posting tonight about his, or her, thoughts on Cliques in J-Land. A bit slow I would think, that's so last week. ;-) Although, according to him, or her, he, or she doesn't read our AOL-J's let alone his, or her own. Jeeeze, if only it was a requirement that we reveal our sexes in the "About Me" section of our journals. But, I guess that would go against the other entry he, or she, has about judging based on gender.