Happy New Year to all of you!
Just posting to check in.
Now I remember why I don't care for Brie cheese--because it tastes like penicillin.
Suse and Anna--Happy Birthday!
Wishing those of you who celebrate it a joyous Beltane!
I should have learned by now not to rely on Mark for weather information.
Last night I dreamed that I was going into holy orders.
I realize that, if this is the only thing that ticks me off at work, I should count myself a fortunate individual.
There were two women on my bus this morning who made the female cast of Sex in the City seem like genteel, discreet ladies, paragons of chastity by comparison.
Happy Anniversary to my Mom and Dad!
The Month of Insanity has now officially begun.
I need to come up with more original entry titles that this. Ah well.
I really need to come up with first sentences which are more interesting. (g)