Do you ever feel like you live your life at work?  I sometimes feel like I'm either at work, on my way to work, or on my way home from work... probably because most of the time I am.  I really would like to move closer to work, but I hate moving... the whole packing stuff and looking for a place to live... the whole shebang... plus I really like where I live for the most part, I have a nice yard where my kitties are safe to play, and my rents fairly cheap.  Last week was really bad... I generally leave for work at 7:15 am and get home around 7 - 7:30 pm... but last week I got home at like 9:30 several days and I just felt like I was spending my whole life at work.   If I didn't have talking to Leo to look forward to when I got home... I think I would've lost it. 

    Speaking of Leo, things are going really well... everyday brings new surprises and he just has an uncanny ability to make me feel good... even when I feel really crappy.  Makes me realize that the best thing my husband ever did for me was to leave me... although I'm sure that wasn't his intention lmao.  But Leo makes me very happy, I've smiled and laughed more with him than I did in 13 years with Paul.  He makes me feel special... which Paul rarely... if ever did.  For the first time in years, I see pleasant prospects for my future... and that's a very good thing.  Yes, yes it is. 

Ok, I'm not a big fan of feet in generally, they aren't the most attractive body part.  But what I never have gotten is people who wear thongs or "flip-flops" as they are called today.  Personally I think they are trashy somehow... I don't know why... they are just tacky to me.  But regardless... I don't understand how someone can wear any open-toed type of shoe and not take care of their feet somehow.  I have ugly feet, but then I think all feet are ugly, with the exception of baby feet.. baby feet are cute and chubby... but I digress.. I have ugly feet, but when I wear open shoes I take the time to paint my toe nails and make sure they are trimmed and I put lotion on them.  I'm tired of seeing ppl with nasty long yellow toenails!  What is wrong with these people?  How much effort does it take to clip your toenails?  And if you're a woman, it takes all of 30 seconds to throw a coat of polish on them.  A pedicure costs all of $20... if you have snarly feet do something for your fellow humans... wear closed shoes or take a teeny bit of time to make them look somewhat decent so that the rest of us aren't dry heaving.  Thank you... and good night.

     Ok, I've had a blog for awhile... not that I've written much in it... but hopefully having it on MSN with a handy dandy little link on  will make me post more... If you would like to read my old blog you can see it here .

     Since my last blog... I have found a new job, I actually went back to where I was temping at as a real employee... the commute is still long, but hopefully at some point I can move closer. 

      And I'm sooo over the whole husband leaving me thing... mostly... and I have embarked on a new "relationship".  It's kinda odd, it's an "online" thing... which to most people who know me know I've mocked people with online relationship for years so I guess it's karmic justice that I'm now involved in one.   I've actually known him for a long time... and apparently he's had a "thing" for me for awhile but I was married and all that... I really tried to resist the whole thing for awhile... he's a few years younger than I am and lives on the other side of the country... but I decided "screw it"  he makes me laugh and feel good about myself, and he's really a very sweet man so... I'm just throwing the dice and seeing what happens.  It's actually made me happy for the first time in months... kinda silly I know... but happiness comes in small doses and I'm due some I figure. 

     And it just wouldn't be my blog if I didn't find something to rant about so... here's my rant... Ok... I smoke... I know that somehow makes me a bad person, but I'm getting really tired of this guy at work who complains about my cigerette smoke... he keeps saying that it's making the plant in his cube die... wtfever... it's probaly his breath... he thinks he's being funny, but it stopped being funny about a month ago.  I finally started spraying myself with sweet pea body spray when I get back from my breaks just so I don't have to listen to him bitch.  I know he's made the choice to not smoke and feels he shouldn't have to smell me smelling like smoke... but I don't choose to eat at my desk and I still have to put up with smelling other peoples food when they eat at thier desk... especially when its something that smells really dead... it's called "dealing" there's certain things you have to just deal with at work... like the coworker whose really nice.. but has really bad breath... you really want to offer her some gum... but you don't because you don't want to hurt her feelings... it's just how it is when you work in close proximeity to people.  I don't like certain peoples aftershave but it's their right to wear it.

Oh, and I'm gonna add what book I'm currently readig to the list below.. if your interested in books :)

ok... now I'm done.. I'll leave you with my birthday pressie from Bel... isn't it cute?