I’m all achy and sore from the gym yesterday.  Lordy!  Everything aches!

I may reward myself with one of those new Starbucks smoothies, called Vanillos or Vivillos or Vananas or something.  I had the mango one yesterday (they can make it with soy milk instead of cow’s) and it was delicious!  As good as home made, only I don’t have to wash the blender!

I also shelled out seventeen bucks for cherries yesterday, and am just revelling in them.  Dark, sweet little orbs: How I love them!  I think cherries are my favourite fruit.  So when summer comes and I am presented with the option of purchasing them at shamefully high rates, I do.  I’d fill the tub with them if I could (afford it, that is).  Today I am eating only cherries for breakfast, which should have interesting repercussions for my digestive tract.  I will, as always, keep you posted.

By the way, I have been enjoying the conversation about homlessness, which all started because someone asked me to write about it.  It is extremely flattering to have strangers solicit my opinion as though it matters - which of course it doesn’t, outside this tiny blog.  At this stage in my life I have managed to accrue exactly zero power and influence.  But the point is, if you, loyal reader, have questions or topics you would be interested to have me address, do ask.  I live but to serve.

Or something.

p.s. - the landlord said no to cat.  Humbug!