I was wrong, it wasn't Gator it was worse. That invasive spam program called Bonzai Buddy, however it's spelt. That was the program that would install itself along with Snood. You couldn't even use Snood if you turned down Bonzai Buddy. I found my old post about the whole thing in Kids BackWash.

I wrote to the program's creator at the time and he insisted there was nothing wrong with Bonzai Buddy and it was not completely invasive. He was misled or misleading. Either way, we'll see if he changed his tune.

Tomorrow is pay day and I will have money again. What a miserable invention is money. Having to count your needs by a dollar value and having to work so many hours to make so few dollars. What sadist came up with this scheme and why do we all make ourselves continue to follow it.

I've already put aside two pairs of pants and one new nightie that I will buy tomorrow before I start work. The pants are both marked down to $10 from being $25 when they came in stock around Christmas. So those are a good deal. I just don't want to think about how many hours I had to work to make $20. The nightie I need because most of mine are silky things left over from the marriage that never grew. It's time I got myself something new and not completely practical. OK, the computer games aren't exactly practical and maybe the nightie is more practical than any of those but... I'm the one making the rules here.

I found an email list for other Tempo owners. I posted a question about my possibly leaking gas tank. Hope someone has something constructive or informative to say about it. Now that Spring is getting closer I would like to get taking more road trips. Its nice to start out with a full tank of gas rather than half full and wondering if I should stay close to towns for the next refill or dare I wander at will. I'd rather wander at will. Getting lost, getting sidetracked and having no worries.

I logged in to post something. But, my brain is sleeping and I can't remember what I was going to post.

Outside we are getting freezing rain. I wish I had gone out today, earlier. The weather people were blabbing about freezing rain all day and it was clear. It started after dark and now I don't think I want to risk going out tomorrow. Though I had planned to, due to not going out today, wary of all that doom and gloom from the weather people.

Life is a circle.

Nightie night.

I'm a wallflower in disguise. What's a wallflower? The word is old fashioned but lovely, I've always thought. A wallflower is a shy or unpopular woman who sits alone, by the wall, at social occasions and events. A flower on the wall. That's me but you wouldn't know it. I've learned all kinds of clever disguises.

I pretend you see. I pretend I'm not intimidated by everyone. I pretend I'm just as normal as everyone else. But, I know I'm pretending. Now and then I forget, or I choose to forget. But then reality creeps in and I remember that I'm really just a wallflower, quite out of her natural element.

Someday this might make a good topic for Bewitching Vagabond. Not tonight though, I've got to be up early for work.

There's a wallflower song. I don't think I've ever heard it. I like the words.

Wallflower, wallflower Won't you dance with me? I'm sad and lonely too. Wallflower, wallflower Won't you dance with me? I'm fallin' in love with you.

Just like you I'm wondrin' what I'm doin' here. Just like you I'm wondrin' what's goin' on.

Wallflower, wallflower Won't you dance with me? The night will soon be gone.

I have seen you standing in the smoky haze And I know that you're gonna be mine one of these days, Mine alone.

Wallflower, wallflower Take a chance on me. Please let me ride you home.

Bob Dylan

Added a new phrase to my Adult column. "A wallflower in disguise." It's so perfect. Cute even.