puppy love

im thinking of doing sit-ups this morning...yes, you heard me.  exercise.  i know why, you know why..i have to find my papillon.  i looked at myself in the mirror this morning, and i wasn't too happy with what i saw, i tell you.  now, it's bad enough that i have to think about brushing my teeth, and getting a bath, but my belly is a bit.....protruding.   and i don't even drink beer!

anyway, i probably won't see her again, that's how it is in the city.  you think you have a connection with someone, walking down the street, eyes meet, and right there, you feel ....something.  but they turn the corner, and you look back, and just like that, they are gone.   and that's how it is. 

where is my love?

so, i'm not going to wait in the hallway, for my person to notice that i really need to go for a walk, again.  i'm not going to sit on the window sill, staring wistfully down at the passersby.  i'm not going to glue myself to the sidewalk, immobile, when i realise that we are headed back home after going around the block.  nope, not going to do any of those things....again.

she's out there, and i will see her.  until then, i really need to cut back on those damn greenies.