All Orchids and Smiles

The weather hath turned a spell gloomy here and thou sayest that one shall too turn gloomy, nay!

Today I was walking home in the rain from my workout (I think you can still call what I am doing a "workout") when I happened across the most beautiful Brittany Spaniel. I decided I would stop and pet her, and after a few seconds I realized she belonged to the owner of a flower shop so I strolled in for a look.

I have to admit that I cannot resist the sight and smell of flower shops...if I was 5 minutes late to a life-saving doctor's appointment and I passed a flower shop I would almost certainly take a walk through. I just realized how Id driven this tale is...I could not help playing with a dog on the side of the road or strolling through the tulips. Often it is suggested that I am the most disciplined person...its simply not true. I cannot exist in the middle and my high degree of self control is due to an excessive impulse to make things orderly...I am excessively moderate! Get your head around that.

Anyway, after I had felt the texture on the leaves and smelled the blooms of most of the flowers in the shop I could not help but buy one. It is one of the nicer strains of orchid I have ever seen...do I know how to care for an orchid? Of course I don't, but I spoke to the shop owner and I am going to give it a shot. Besides our place needs some spicing up, its way too anaesthetic in here...white walls that we cannot put anything on (ha, yeah right...I am an empire of wall covering)...I think I will name it Ho Chi Minh...for short we will refer to it as Hochie...by now you may be wondering what the deal is with the totalitarian communist dictators...I don't know, they are just really funny to me. I mean, a cat named Pol Pot...that would be funny to me...its an overly tragic and political sense of humor...

Well, I am much happier now that Ho Chi Minh has moved into my apartment. Now I have a pet project, some life in this dungeon of an apartment, and my own little joke living right next to me!

Can anyone guess how unbelievably bored I am? I have to be entertained every 5 seconds here. I cannot do the things I did at home to keep myself busy like skate and surf so I feel like a 5 yr. old living in an office cubicle. I am going to read or something...its amazing how easily my restless energy can be transferred to study...its why I am destined for greatness! Ha! Just kidding...I hope everyone is doing well...seems as though everyone has been a bit incommunicado lately...remember your friend/relative is condemned to another few months in the People's Republic of Denmark! Stay in touch.