> What the hell's been going on? Branching out, avoiding trouble and
> enjoying life. I don't know how it all started, something prompted me to
> say aloud "I can't f-ing stand it here, I need to get the hell out of
> here". Et voila, I'm moving away. Will be home for Christmas as
> planned, though I believe I am working Christmas day so it will be
> Christmas night I return. As I work the day after, I shall only stay about
> an hour.
Hmmmmm, so where HAVE you run away to?????? Is this a permanent thing? What of Rufus and Eudora, are they with you? Will you return home to find your family growing dope in your room? What happened to all those men who were accosting you, has it all passed, or have you decided to shack up with one of them? *gulp* Anyway, you need at least to be receiving mail at your old address because... well, just because.
> The new job is fantastic, I'll let you know more about that when I have
> more time to say anything. We get these stunted little breaks here, hardly
> worth clocking in and out for. Any moment my radio will sound, and I will
> be on my way to perform the duties I have been assigned. Just know that I
> am happy about this new employment decision, and that isn't likely to
> change.
I'm really, really glad you're so happy. Just wish I could share it with you in a slightly less public forum. I hope at least THAT will change soon.
> Split my sides with the seagrass and weightloss. My god, those two moments
> when the planets were properly aligned just long enough for us to
> encounter such majesty...
> Not that those were the best moments, mind you
Mmmm, but it all seems like an eternity ago - and we've only really had the briefest correspondence since. Most vexing.
> I am going to see if I can bribe IT into letting me have Yahoo back. If
> not, then...maybe I can at least convince them to let me keep this last
> little vital line here.
> Take care muchly, m'darling.
> Pinches, tickles and pokes with an arrrrrrrrgh and a squeal;
> Wenchy Piggy
Anyway, all is pretty well here (allowing for a distressing lack of piglet-communication) - but as you probably haven't got my emails you won't know that (in a wierd parallel of your own recent experiences) a good friend's father committed suicide recently. The funeral was last week, and things have been a bit generally subdued.
Anyway, gotta go and sort out my Xmas shopping. Hope wherever you are they are looking after you (unless 'they' is aforementioned males, in which case *pause to allow for unspecified threats against their welfare*),and you are saving assiduously for future expeditions (unless of course you've gone off that idea). Anyway, above all else I'm glad you're happy and enjoying life.
Oh and those photos? Any developments? *Marvels at own distinctive wit*
Many small furry squeaking things,
Your B...... ummm I mean he from across the puddle.
