Hmmmmm. Perhaps there should be an invention that won't let you open any new files on your computer if you are over the limit... it would mean noone could be subjected to posts like that one from last night. Oops.

I should clarify that I spent the night having "one drink" with some former work mates / now friends, which was great fun. Of course, the more I drink, the more I let my guard down, the more I remember how much I used to like physical contact with members (ha!) of the opposite sex, and the more aware I became of very attractive new addition to group sitting next to me, and a young woman's (or a letcherous woman's) mind turned to flights of fancy. Luckily I have an inbuilt guard mechanism that precludes me from pouncing on attractive young men innocently sitting at a table. The rant was at myself, not at my friends :)

This morning I duly suffered for my exuberance last night, and had a pretty terrible guitar lesson, but my teacher was sympathetic and gentle on my trembling hands. And then I worked until the evening (money money money), so tonight has been quiet, watching a bit of telly. I'll have a hot bath and get some sleep before going back in to work again tomorrow. I need to earn dollars, and lots of them!

I have some thoughts bouncing around in the old melon... about families, about expectations, and about conversations I've been having with fellow bloggers (online journal-keepers?). I'll see f I can sort them into any form of sense, or even half sense.