I was going to do such a lot yesterday. I made a list in my head; by far the best place to make one; no one finds it & cries 'Aha! ' in derisive tones,' So you were to have listened to at least some of your 'Teach Yourself Exel' caught up on your neglected Italian lessons, begun the sweater you bought the wool for. . .'etc.
The commom sense part of my brain, or what's left of it after I killed I don't know how many cells by bleeding on them {well, no one told me that this wasn't a good idea} tells me that there are two choices open to me - either fulfil the list or shut up about it. I'll decide later. . .






2007-05-01 @ 12:20