thoughts scattered like fall leaves

I love fuzzy lumpy sweaters, but I wish they could make them so that they don't slowly unravel and/or disintegrate over time...
This morning, there was actually heat on in the workplace... I almost thought I had the wrong building...
I miss having other people's children around... I love kids, I just don't want to have to keep them just yet. Jay's getting a little too old to pseudo-mother.
Planning to do a (simple) animated gif for my avatar, once I finally take pictures.
I wonder if everyone feels like a failure for not living up to their potential, whatever that may be.
I wonder if models have image problems, since even though they have "perfect" bodies, the magazine and such feel a need to airbrush them...
It's all autumny lately... time to start lighting candles again. It also makes me want to cook yummy things. It would be nice to just work part time, and have extra time for all the things I want to do.
I wish I'd written a book when I was in high school and still thought I could. It seems like I can't write anything anymore... maybe I should submit some of my old stuff somewhere.
Yech... wistfulness is turning into self-pity. I need to get back to my normal level of positivity - this negative stuff is getting old.

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I feel so selfish and unproductive today. I'm doing my work, but grudgingly. Going to the gym tonight - I'm hardly upbeat but I need to go. I have lots of gift certificates still... maybe sometime this week I can squeeze in some shopping. Goodness knows I haven't done much to deserve it, but I feel in need of pampering. Stayed home sick last week, so I have to be a good girl and work this week... it's only Tuesday. Don't know what's with me today, but I can't seem to find my place. Was having strange Indiana-Jones-in-mini dreams.... don't remember much, but it's unusual for me to remember anything. Not enough to even guess at a meaning though, just fragments.

Who's been sitting in MY chair?

So I'm back from lunch and I notice that there's a kinda neat electric pencil on my desk that I've never seen before. Now, there's not a little pencil-witten note or any reason for it to have suddenly appeared... It just means someone was at my desk for no reason I can think of, and didn't clean up after themselves... It ticks me off a bit, because people move my stuff around and then I can't find it, and it's not like we share workspace... Rrrrr... they screwed with my computer too. Ah well - I am keeping the pencil as my rental fee...