Yeah, I am finally getting starting writing in this darn thing. In the car, waiting in lines, lying in bed--anytime I have a moment to space out, I've been composing little ditties for my very own (eeee!) live journal. Okay, well, I haven't been dreaming of my journal too long, for those of you who think I'm both sad and mental.
As for the little ditties--have forgotten most of them. So, I'll just start afresh.
Hubbie's been out of town for about a week, so, in between spending time with my daughter and taking care of our new kitten (she's very demanding) and two old dogs, I've been writing on my story and reading like crazy! I've been sadly neglecting my part-time (work from home) job for WIC for the past two weeks, so that I can languish in reading/writing/internet surfing heaven. Ah, its been nice to spend my nights and Anna's daytime naps in these frivolous pursuits (except for the writing, that might prove useful, um, well, one day).
Well, I did want to write a little while before Anna wakes, so I'll have to end this VERY FIRST JOURNAL without having said anything much.
From what I've read, that is fairly typical of most journals.
Some people can be quite entertaining while taking about nothing, though--I admire that.
Sigh. I'm looking forward to seeing my hubbie return.
As for this journal's title--look it up in a Croatian dictionary.