There's a wikked-kewl sound and light show going on in my appt.

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...oh no wait, that's just the Ambien kicking in after all...

[In_The_Wind]

1. And ....

you are going to trundle off to bed ~ ~ ~ > Sweet Dreams

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2. Yes, soon, very very soon

I wish that certain somebody who was supposed to have called me a cuople hours ago would pleeze do so as I"m preparing to pass out in a puddle of melted B&J's ice cream....

:rofl:

[In_The_Wind]

3. my guess is

that she fell asleep in-front of the TV again ...

you know how that happens ...

I'm sorry D

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4. that's a pretty good guess

I'll keep the phone on in case she wakes up. I'll probably talk to her tomorrow re: October. I have some ideas for a hookup, maybe in my neck of the woods.

It turns out that F. Scott Fitzgerald grew up literally one block east of my current building. In fact, he took dance lessons from a school that used to reside here. THere's another ten FSF landmarks within four blocks of my place-- I thought she's enjoy seeing some of them, as it's an interesting literary neighborhood.

But I guess that can all wait until tomorrow!

Have a good evening Joani! :hug: