D'ya Miss Me Yet?
My computer is fuckered again, so I've got the old man's laptop right now. But the nerve of him, he's taking it with him to work tomorrow! The day I am home! Computerless!
Okay, I've got the hyperventilating under control now. Perhaps I will see if I can remember how to use the phone instead.
BUT ... I am going to see Hawksley Workman tonight! SO EXCITED!!!!
And tomorrow night, the Marthas and all the Martha boys and the new baby Martha as well are all coming over to play cards and crokinole. So I'll scrub toilets rather than blog.
But I will still miss you.
8 comments:
Maybe you can go into work on some pretext and use the computer there like everybody else seems to do.
Don't get toilet bowl hands! I hope your computer gets well soon, I know I'll be eagerly awaiting your return.
Hey, what am I gonna have to read for the next how many hours. You'd better come back online soon. England awaits !
Good plan Barbara W, except I live 30 kms from work, so I rarely just drop by there. I'm squeezing in a bit of quality puter time before Jer leaves for work.
Michelle, toilet bowl hands are the worst! I'm hoping they can exorcise the demons out of the machine once and for all so I don't have to go through withdrawal from you anymore. (which is another way of saying I don't know how to quit you harhar)
Oh Ben, now I feel horrible - keeping an entire nation waiting! You are too funny, my dear. I know I'm going to have much fine reading at your place to catch up on when I return.
how was mr workman?
Jen, Hawskley was his usual spectucular, amazing, eclectic, flamboymant, and highly unusual self. I'll do aq writeup tomorrow.
Yes we missed you.
Thanks Barbara W - I've got Jer's laptop for the weekend so I'll come visit.
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