Choices..

Everyone makes choices, all the time, on some level. When we make a choice it affects many things, from where we eat, to who we incidentally meet whilst at dinner. People have to make choices, A or B or C, in order to live. Go to work a) yes, eat lunch b) spaghetti. I think sometimes I take option D too much sometimes, which is simply to not choose. Simple things usually aren't an issue, at least when no on else is involved, but otherwise I tend to take the "out" option. I don't know why I am always so reluctant to choose things. Maybe it seems like the path of least resistance. Who knows? (The Shadow knows!) Anyhoo, thats it about that for the moment.

I've been writing at work between calls, because it is boring. I wrote a crappy poem that should be strongly edited. But I gave it to Meggo, so I guess my horrible attempt will not be altered. I may do more tonight, if only because it will occupy my mind while I am dialing.

I've been somewhat successfully pushing Meggo to write her LSAT practise tests. She's done a few, but needs to work on her time.

Other than that things are much the same I guess. I've been sleeping better, my cough didn't wake me up more than once last night.

I wore a pair of Meaghan's pants yesterday. It was kinda funny. Though I'm not sure if I like women's pants, at least the one's Meggo wears. They're all tight and stuff. Though apparently I am a size 30. Andrea told me the other day (I went to her birthday on Sunday, as well as Scrabble [she is a singer I know via my roomies, for those who are wondering] with her) that she thought I was losing weight, and I guess it must be true. The pants weren't that bad I guess. I mean, I like pants, and pants are pants.

Well, thats all I can think of right now.

Lates!