Evening, all. I dreamt of
jno last night(!), telling us a few jno secrets - well, at least walk of life. Only, the company name was an acronym and I didn't know what it was... had something to do with money, though, lots and lots of it, like Fort Knox but British... something about Britain storing its gold in lots of other countries, hence the travels. So now we know! You're not the only psychic here,
Robinia! (All this of course says loads about me and nothing at all about jno.)
Oh my poor
Neti, I do feel for you! But I know you love your little village.
Jude, you go girl - I make a nuisance of myself at restaurants too. They shouldn't ask if everything is to your satisfaction if they don't want to know, that's my motto.
Heard something hilarious (and cute) on the radio. It's a show where listeners call in on a particular subject. Wednesday the theme was monthly periods. One woman contributed this conversation that had taken place between her friend and her friend's boyfriend when they were sweet seventeen.
Boy: Listen, do you wanna spend the night?
Girl: Uh, no, not really. I have my period, I'd rather sleep alone.
Boy: What, now?
Girl: Eh?
Boy: You have it like
now?
Girl:Yeeah...?
Boy: But-
Girl: What!
Boy: But... the moon isn't full!
Ha ha ha! Women as werewolves! It's so funny! Are you laughing! Ha ha, I should probably play you
Werewolves of London now, with Warren Zevon, but I'll just go with
ole carmelita instead. Bye now!