all i want for christmas.....

what a marvellous day. i seem to have not only lost the key to my work (and my work for that matter), i locked myself in. only a genious can pull this off. ..a genious with a nug. but hey i have a truckload of christmas decor around me. i'm beginning to think i won´t like christmas that much. i am sure santa won´t bother with bringing me a man for christmas. a little man with a red bow around him....

i live in a cosy apartment in a nice part of the city. i however am single and therefore i obviously need a man in the house. for a house is not a home when there is no man there..something or the other á la bacharach. who else will tighten my plumbings and drill a bunch of holes i don't need on my wall? my wrists are too small to master powerdrills. i would fall forwards and wind up down under. maybe i'm being negative but powerdrills don´t make chic accessories either, not with polkadot dresses. so naturally i am on a hunt. a hunt for the perfect man for me..

i chose to spend the day relaxing at home with my pet, the girl. she frolicked about with a huge vehicle that makes strange hissing sounds. things went up it's nose never to return. i managed to stop her before she got to my food though. just one snappy nip in the ankle does the trick. however it does make the girl produce even stranger sounds and stamp her feet. i know that is a sign of danger. but she eventually gave up and lit candles, read a book and ate porridge. by the end of porridge i threw myself in the air a few times. good times...