22 dec train home

today i met mr r to return his cds. after the meeting, i felt thoroughly drained and depressed. i guess negative energy really does affect you. he kept talking about suicide. gosh.

anyway before that i met mr e(my only real ex) to pass him stuff. there was none of that crappy negativity. it was an enjoyable coffee session. i guess the less i see of mr r the better.

got the urge to go to backstage again, but glad i didn't. chances of getting meaningful conversation very low. the scene is over-run by bimbos. gross. honestly i wonder why i even bother going to these places.

must start thinking about what to cook for christmas dinner. hmmm... probably clam chowder, creamy pasta with bacon and mushrooms, and something meaty... chicken cordon bleu? all goes with white wine. riesling it is. dessert? mince pies too sweet. skip it.