One day on and....

Yeah! I have a follower! Just wait until later, I'm bound to have PLENTY to talk about. Tonight is book club night. I have begun to think that the only reason why certain members keep coming is just to be in my presence. Of course that is just what my psychologically messed up thought process may say to me as I lie awake at night holding onto my pillow for dear life. "No, they do like me. They do like me..."
I sit here sipping on my orange juice (infused with a bit of vodka and rum) thinking about the last book we read. What was it again? Oh, right...Good Omens. Well, a satirical writing of the end of the world. I wonder if the English versus was any better than the American version...if that says anything to those reading, need I go on? I highly doubt the conversation on the actual book will last more than 20 minutes (more for the fact that only three of us actually read the book and two of the three will be talking about other facists of life-not saying that's a bad thing...)
Hmmm...I am now just trying to figure out when enough is enough. Maybe I should not have posted my self-image post earlier. I was actually going off of what another blog read-interestingly enough the only follower I have right now (sorry man, don't report me! By the way, you are so not fat!! KISSES!)
Well, my dinner of vodka infused orange juice is going to my head. I'm sure that will make for excellent writing, but I must get ready for the outing in the cold, snowy weather. Off to discuss the fundamentals of good versus evil. *sigh* and a little boy who made it all go away. Such poetic justice...