The End

Another Chapter has finished in my life, or so to speak. I just saw the final esp. of Sex and the City, I don't care what the critics said, I thought it was a very good ending, we know where each of the characters are going. And yes I did cry, now what am I going to watch on Saturday nights when I want to live through some one else.

I find that I am watching less and less television, and it's frankly odd.

God, I have let my room get far too messy, I think it's time to bring out the mop, or at least, find a mop some where in the melting pot of smells that is Laird, that doesn't smell like spoiled food, or dirty socks.

*sigh* no more SATC nights eating brownies etc. What's a gal to do?