I had a lovely lengthy 4.5 hour chat with a friend last night. I hadn’t had a late night chat like that since my college days. Long chats are so rejuvenating. I miss conversations over tea. We spoke about how we each see ourselves as millionaires some day. He’s going to be famous. I have my work cut out for me, though. Even if I don’t strike it rich, maybe I can retire to a small French village, live above my bakery, and photograph the countryside. I picture myself as one of those eccentrics with a brightly colored home and random items full of stories. The neighborhood kids will think I’m a gypsy. Gosh, I have so much I want to do:

• write a collection of essays
• have a gallery show of my photos
• join a bowling league
• volunteer for something worthwhile
• run a mini marathon
• travel the most obscure, out of the way places and back roads to find true hidden treasures
• start a catch phrase
• find a best friend

I know it sounds crazy, but I’ve been adjusting my mindset. I worry about money just enough to pay the bills. I’ve tried being more honest, nicer, less wordy (WIP), more considerate, and healthier. Two weeks of twice a day basic workout so far. I want to run when the weather improves, and I’d love to take up a sport if I could find other people. My dance episode this evening with the JXL remix of A Little Less Conversation proved how out of shape I am. I went full throttle, and seriously, collapsed straight on the floor afterward for like 5 min. Snippy was *so* worried about me. She tried petting herself with my dead hand. Ha, such a user.

Anyway, I’ve been doing well at entertaining myself, but I think a strong social life would help me more. I have trouble making…and keeping friends. Keeping is more my fault; I push too many away. Working on that, too. My horoscope was right, though, I do feel a call towards some humanitarian something. It makes me really happy to help other people. That commercial for Citibank or something about simple acts of kindness gives me renewed faith in humans. I still don’t know what to say about elections. I’m waiting to hear from my friend over there before I form any conclusions.

Welcome to February, home of Valentine’s Day, my birthday, and Jenna & Johnny’s golden birthdays. Let’s hope ‘05 is holding a better February than previous years.

Some great quotes from the chat:

M: one of the things of principle-centered leadership is to keep promises to yourself hehe
J: i cant believe you just said that

J: im getting the sense that he could save 50000 african children and i would get a pshh out of you
J: hahah
M: hehe no, that’d get a “oh, isn’t that nice”
J: hahahahah
J: lol in fact

J: i wonder how hard it is to become a millionaire