Not much.  In fact I'm still reeling from the boredom and laziness.  I spent much of my time in bed.  For some reason the covers were so appealing to me that, even after I dressed for the day, I still found myself drifting back to the cushions.  I rented "I, Claudius" the original BBC production that aired during the '70's and relived some of my childhood memories.  On Christmas Eve my brother took me out for some drinks and we watched "The 40 Year Old Virgin" which was a hoot and a half.  What I'd like to go out to see is "Casanova" or "The Producers" which not only happen to be movies currently showing but also are two favorite subjects of mine.  I absolutely loved Mel Brooks' original 1968 Producers (in fact, even though I love Nathan Lane, I prefer the original) and never got to see the musical, and from what I've seen in the trailers, this new motion picture production should be a riot.  "Casanova" has long been a figure from history that I've long wished come to the big screen, I just hope that they do him justice.  Casanova was a philosopher and he's not the big womanizer that he's largely given credit for.  Most men in the 18th century were womanizers anyway!  Some friends who've seen "Casanova" starring Heath Ledger compare it to "Dangerous Beauty" a very Disney-esque version of the life of the courtesan Veronica Franco.  I'll reserve my judgement until I see "Casanova" for myself.

What I wish I could do is be with my friends in Milwaukee.  I got to talk to Greg and find I really miss the guy more than I've ever had before which has me concerned about myself.  I find myself feeling guilty for wishing him luck in finding love with another woman when I really wish he would just stay single so we can carry on like we normally do as friends.  I have a habit of forming great friendships with men only to have them disappear out of my life as soon as they hook up with another woman.  For some reason, however, the opposite happens when my girlfriends get married.  I talked with Jenn and I told her that, when she and Damien tie the knot, I'd be willing to wear a pill box pink bridesmaid gown for her if she makes me one of her bridesmaids!

And that's just it.  Some women claim that they're always the bridesmaid but never the bride -- yet there are those of us who never even get to be the bridesmaid, let alone the bride!  And since I'm turning 35 this 30th day of December and I'm still unmarried, my longing to participate in romance, even if it's someone else's romance, has tripled.  I need some luxurious pampering done to me by a handsome somebody sometime soon or else, I don't know, I'll die of loneliness!

Well, back to the drawing board.  I just signed a contract to produce a comic book for a Chippewa tribe, so I haven't been entirely idle.  Still, being stuck behind a drawing board isn't the most romantic profession to have.  If only my drawing could inspire love.  Yay.  That'd be the ticket to some happiness this winter!  Either that or a whole lot of money.  Yeah.  Like that's going to happen any time soon...