No Shirt, No Service!

Whenever I see Wifey, I’m in a good mood. Saturday, even though I was still feeling the effects of the flu*, I went to the Camarillo outlets to meet him. We did some shopping, some gossip, some nonsense talk. It was all good. I was most surprised that I didn’t just collapse. But I did good. I bought some chonies, socks and a shirt. That’s it. I miss being around people. When I was living in Santa Barbara, I was constantly around people – my synapses were firing constantly. When I moved back to LA in 2001, I knew less people in town which was therapeutic. About a year ago, I got tired of the solitary existence. The problem was that I got set in my hermetic ways which continue to this day. I’m ready to burst at the seams!!! But this is something I have to work on myself. I just needed to write it because… Well I just had to. So here is what I think I’m going to be wearing for my birthday (courtesty of Retail Slut): It will be hot! *I’ve decided that is was the flu that I got. I remember having body aches though I slept through most of those. And if it was just a cold, I would be 100% better by now. I’m still a little iffy but much better than last Thursday.