Evening, all.
Robinia...?
for you
Going to see a couple of old friends from out of town tonight (it would seem that either I move away from my friends or they move away from me, now what's that about.) One of the ones I'm meeting tonight is a recovering alcoholic, five years sober if memory serves. I'm so proud of what she's done - and is doing, every single day. Not to mention that there's a fringe benefit for me: She still haunts the tax-free-shops during travels - she thrives on the 'booze ambience' somehow - and I often find myself presented with an unexpected bottle of Campari - yummy. I think I would be an alcoholic myself if it weren't for my migraines and also the simple little fact that I tend to fall asleep before I lose it...
Poor
Shaney, there seems to always be either a block or a leak somewhere in your house!
Jude,
I envy you. (It should move.)
Oh
Dolly your headless cockroach is still troubling me... but I share your interest in useless knowledge. Tell you more another time.
pay up time
Bye now, I suspect I'll be logged out before there's any more action on here. See you soon!