So, I went for a bit of walkies down to the pier and gardens and along the shoreline for a bit. Surprised at the crowds...well, crowds for this time of year, anyway..and on a Tuesday afternoon, too. Huh.

Watched the cruise boats come and go...the Horicon going down the Narrows, the big old Lac Du Saint Sacrement coming in to dock. The Horicon belongs to the boat company, who's boat, the Ethan Allen, flipped over and killed 20 elderly tourists in the lake, last October. They pulled her sister boat...I think it was the Algonquin...but still have Horicon, Adirondac and one other smaller boat in service. Horicon is the second boat of the name. And here's the tiny bit of irony: The original Horicon, a lake steamer in the 1900's, also had a sister boat, the Sagamore. The Sagamore ran aground and sank, killing some people, back about 100 years ago. That's definately an odd coincidence, or is it just me who thinks so?

Anyway, the day was lovely. Nearly ran into God and her husband...that's why she wasn't there to give me my paycheck, she was on a lake cruise. Managed to avoid her. That's because I felt my face might have looked a tad sad--and I wasn't up to an interrogation about how i was doing...and what I was doing...and how I was doing it, and what was I going to do..etcetera, etcetera...

I guess I was feeling sorry for myself, today. It's not easy, being alone, watching couples walking: some hand in hand, some not. Some talking, some not. But...together. I'm used to being alone, but some days...what I wouldn't give for just a simple casual conversation. Oh, I talk to the cats..even to myself, sometimes (no, I don't hear voices--yet. Ha-ha) and that's okay, usually. But I sometimes miss the sound of a human voice, talking to me--not at me, to me. I guess that must be difficult for most people to understand. It's not like a want a boyfriend or anything...heck no. It's just...I dunno', As awkard as I feel conversing, I do miss it. Used to be, back years ago, when I still dated, that a good date to me, was often simply a pleasant conversation over a good cup of coffee, or while walking or driving somewhere.

Well, yours truly seems to be getting a bit of a cold. Had a headache for two days..now a sore throat. Funny, didn't think I'd been anywhere to pick up a cold...maybe picked up from the dirty laundry I handle...and, yours truly woke up freezing the other night...left my bedroom window open...it's right over my bed, you'd think I'd notice...espcially with English Brook babbling away down there below me, and with the noise of the trucks on the interstate highway up the road...but, nope. I was truly in la-la land. Must've been all that sleep I missed earlier on...my body must be trying to catch up.

Watching Girl in the Fireplace again...hey, it's that good. Love the acting. And, losing yet another game of cribbage with the daft old computer. Gah! I'm so bored! But, I try to remind myself that at least I'm still in my flat, surround by my cats and my belongings, and not stuck in some dirty old welfare motel...which is very much the situation I may be in soon...no lie. Being stuck alone at home...is still 100 times preferable than being stuck alone in a welfare motel--trust me, I know 110% of what I'm talking about here.