I freaked myself out today.

I was making a cup of coffee and then realised I had absently-mindedly added sugar.

I know! Scary stuff.

It's weird. Since going to the doctor late last year I've found myself pretty much cutting right back on a whole bunch of stuff.

Like added sugar and salt and alcohol and coffee and egg yolks and butter and mass murder.

Many of the above have in fact been completely eliminated from my diet.

I have one cup of coffee a day. Alcohol, only once in a while.

It's not like I needed to lose weight or anything. God no.

But it's like I've found this amazing mythical thing called Will Power.

I just decide I don't need something, and it's gone.

I feel great.

I've also been eliminating clutter from my life. I've been throwing out a lot of stuff that the op shops have been very grateful to receive.

My goal is to get my earthly possessions down to the level where I could fit them all into a luxury yacht.

And there have also been some interesting crossing of paths, which leaves me with the feeling that this year is going to be one of spiritual development.

I don't mean that in a religious sense.

My 2007 horoscope called my sign the "master procrastinator". Which is strange, because I always considered myself a master debater. Or something.
But I think it was trying to suggest that I should do stuff. Or something.

And in related airy-fairy news: my Awesome Psychicotic Powers have been proven right, once again.

Late last year I had this premonition that a friend at work was going to leave.
She handed in her notice today.

Sometimes I give myself the creeps.

And please,
Somebody come slap me
Hard, because when
Did I turn into such a
Fucking Hippy?

I'm off to eat some lentils...