I've started training for the jogging contest at the end of May. The good news is I can jog 9km. The bad new is that that's at an average "speed" of 8,5km/hour. I reckon it would take me 2 and 1/2 hours if I had to run the 20km now.

Days are full of good and bad news.
The good news is I am home tonight instead of on the road to Holland. The bad news is that all 4 kids of my sister are over and I get to sleep in the sofa.
The bad news is that I have some sort of allergic reaction to an invisible demonette on my face. The good news is that I can go and see a dermatologist on Wednesday.
The good news is that I wash my hair in drinkable water.
The good news is that I got a bonus at work.
The good news is that it's Valentine's day tomorrow.
And I don't need to send a card or make dinner.

I haven't fallen in love lately. A pity.
I'd rather be the one who loves than to be loved and never even know. Josh Ritter. Great song, The Snow Has Gone. But what about this statement? Is it better to be the one who loves? I like to think so. I always wonder about the reciprocity though. I hope one day some guy will be less lazy than me. Or just more convinced and persistent. That day I'll have a Valentine for ever and ever. Ah, sweet mystery of life.