I had a wonderful day today, meeting a sweet prof, hanging with good ol friends, studying with like-minded peeps, finishing work (that is only due in January). Later the boyfriend calls and we head down to Vivo City and later to Ikea laughing, play-fighting and just being stupid about things.

But the best thing that happened all day was to have Isabelle MSN me frantically with regards to my nickname (talk about wearing your heart out on your sleeve). She pours her heart out in a bid to walk me through my issues. I only found a sweetheart.

Keep warm, keep safe, you.

And Belmont. So you complain that you no longer see your name on my blogposts. Well ladies and gentlemen, this was Belmont's lastest contribution to my ruminatory patterns:

Do cats suffer from post-natal depression?

I'd like to poll the audience.