mango pudding

Dear blog, I'm back. How have you been? I feel like an empty coke bottle... bees hovering around me sticky and I feel like typing here because tonight I went shopping at Toys R Us and I bought a Ninja Turtle and just the other day I asked the kids if they could name all four of them, they couldn't, and I was surpised (maybe not) but at least disappointed, and it makes me wonder how long Toys R Us can survive when kids nowadays want XBox for Christmas more than anything and whenever I hear that a child has a TV in his room I feel so bad for the poor kid, "I can't believe your parents are doing this to you," I tell them and give them this sympathetic look and it ends up being them staring back at me thinking, "What's wrong with you, you who don't watch TV?"

The truth is I got my brother the Complete Short Stories of Saki for Christmas and I'm afraid he might not like it, afraid he might not read, so I'll accompany the book with a Ninja Turtle. How neat... For mom, I bought mom a box made in Guatamala... it's a tiny wooden box with a coat of blue paint that's got these little people stuck to its exterior sides and interior sides... a pretty exotic thingmujigy with these little people stuck to the sides inside the box like they're falling into a hole... Ahh... I'm glued to the side... I don't know if I'm falling down or just hovering in midair pondering eternity... I want some mango pudding!!!!!!! mango pudding mango pudding mango pudding!!!

Damn it!

I'm back. Dear blog, I have abandoned you. Why? I don't know. In the meantime I have written, polished, a short story. Can you believe that?

Talk talk talk talk talk talk talk talk talk talk talk talk talk talk talk talk talk stop talking to me.... please... I need to go home..... Mango pudding makes me happy especially it comes with a sweet half-cherry on top not to mentioned condensed milk.

I feel like condensed milk.

I feel like condensed ice-cream...

I passed by McD... wanted a strawberry sundae avec peanuts but drove straight home and here I am typing in my blog.

I wonder. Tomorrow is Christmas Eve. It should be so peaceful. It's raining outside. The rain melts the snow. I actually thought we'd have a white Christmas, but now it's wet and dirty and melty snow, slushy snow... But it's night now and when I look outside I don't see much, I only see my own reflection and the orange lamplights that hover in mid-air.