Hello and Howdy!

The Doc is taking yet another break from the world of online journaling. I, who have been sicker than a dog, have boldly decided to do a j.e. for the elusive Doc.

Not sure what to write about, actually. I could tell you all about the wonderful side effects from the medication I have been taking. How everything is blurred, the sky is pink, my muscles ache and gosh darn it all, "I Love This Country!". But, I think my description of adverse side effects of prescription drugs is not what one would call a "good read".

While zooming through CD Now, the online CD Store, I came across a cd that I used to own. Except, when I owned it, it was a lp. Now, for you youngsters out there, an lp is as well in a disc shape, but it is larger. The music is read via a "needle" that glides along the grooves of the disc. Much better sound on an lp, I tell you.

Back to the cd I found. I came across ABC's "How to be a zillionaire" CD . . . er lp. I no longer have the lp, it was lost with my various moves during university days.

Needless to say, I ordered the cd from CD Now. I am listening to the cd right now. It brings back a lot of memories. Of crisp spring days, walking to school with my world encased around my Walkman. Of the smell of melton varsity leather as I hugged *him*. Of my first love notes from a guy. From *him* in fact. Ordinary school paper with words written in blue ink. Quoting lyrics from ABC "Ocean Blue" "From indigo through to royal blue, I travel far but no-one will do, anytime anyplace every shape brings . . . memories of you"

Besides memories of *him*, this cd also recalls to my mind the jukebox days at high school. Listening to A to Z . . . Mouthing the words. Playing the song over and over again.

Weird. I look back at those days with a lot of regret. Yet, I also look at those memories with a smile of remembrance. Remembering who I was. At times I miss the naive Me_7 that was kicking around back then.

I miss the feeling I had that the world was right, and we all were working towards the same goals of love, peace and friendship. I miss my goals of idealism.

But, for now, I have my ABC "cd" in the player. Bringing back a bit of the younger version of who I was with each song down memory lane.

Toodles!

Me_7