(The Mighty Kymm--you'll not see nothing like!)


13 February

So, today I finally deigned to talk to Jessie.

She is coming to town next week, and she is just this utter utter freak all being freaky with me, you know, wanting to make plans and wanting to nail things down. I mean, my God, she wrote to me, what, back in September or something saying "I will be in New York February 21st, will you be busy?" Who makes plans that much in advance?

Jessie the Anal Retentive Traveler does.

So she keeps sending me these frantic little emails about when we would meet and what we would be doing, and I kept looking at them and thinking, "Gee, I really ought to answer that," and then skipping trala into the sunset. I'm so easily distracted, I swear, I'm like a magpie with no short term memory. "I really have to hash out my plans with Jessie, she seemed like she was getting really tense in that email. Hey, gum!"

So I finally reduced her to a state of basic hysteria, then emailed her with my phone number.

All I can say or anyone in the same room with the two of us talking had better duck and cover. I generally tend to talk more and louder and faster than anyone else I have ever met, but Jessie matches me yap for yap, bleat for bleat. Honestly, bring your earplugs.

Anyway, she was actually standing at the door, poised to walk over the threshold before we hung up (and then she had the gall to blame me for not having time to update. You were flapping your cakehole too, missy!), so all I can say is...

I don't know what all I can say is. I got lost in that sentence and completely forgot the point. I'm pretty certain, though, that it's Jessie's fault!

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Are you garrulous?

And Travis has a very interesting question about forum culture.

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Today's horoscope:
Today you need to use your mind in accomplishing something. Achieve through your intellectual abilities or communication skills.

One year ago today:
It's 4.30p and I'm still in my jammies. I love Sundays.

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