And decided to look at my other mobile, where i discovered that both J and Anya had sent New Year's greetings. Danke. (J, i wished you and all here greetings in the OT.)
All the while drinking Mimosas with Crèmant. That should set me up well to finally see Bonjour Sagan. I have respect for Diane Kurys, but we'll see.
I hope Helen's doing well, and Drew survived Manhattan. I hope Doc Triloqvist is feeling better and more mobile, and Melancthon's still waiting patiently for my writing. The world remains insane, so i won't comment, knowing linca's on the case. I still wish there were more Germans here.
It's nice to know the rain is cleaning the glass ceiling. Prost all, let you know what it's like to be an 18 year old girl driving an Aston Martin later. (I have a date!) "Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage." - Anaïs Nin
I keep looking longingly at my little stock of malty heaven in the back room when I go in there, but I'll get over that in an eon or two. keep to the Fen Causeway
Fran, that was actually very funny. "Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage." - Anaïs Nin
