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Okay, so I want an agreement here.

No spandex. Period.

Some stupid chick at the bank felt the need to comment to me that today felt like a Thursday... It was like of course it does you sweetheart, it IS Thursday. Lets just say she did not appreciate that answer to much. Come on how stupid can one bird be? Besides what does a Thursday feel like? It is no different than Wednesday or even Tuesday. I still get up, go to work, have a drink, and come home.

I suppose I better mention too that I am off to London here in a few days for a couple weeks. I will need someone to mow my lawn and look after the pool. If you are expecting me to work for you while I'm gone you are mistaken. I am going to watch the boy swim and earn some hardware so I can buy him a drink afterwards, or a soda you know because he is too young.

my friend and I are in the middle of a debate
he says i'm just getting old, i say that i am also getting more distinguished
we need third parties to give their input
keep in mind, i control whether or not some of you receive your bills on time

Why is children never inherit the most useful of their parent's skills? What I mean is why could I not inherit my mother's skills for being able to bake without destroying the kitchen? I might have accidentally knocked over the bags of flour and confectioners sugar... Not a mess you want to clean up at two am. Though one long skype video call later and a kitchen that is painted white with flour the macaroons and tarts aux fruits are done and look presentable for dinner tomorrow.

By the way, Portia I bought my tickets! I will not be able to come for as long as originally planned though because I need to go to France for a few days before coming back. So plan on me being there the 26th-29th. That way I can spend two days in Paris before coming home the first.

Bill, if I ask really nicely will you be my ride for the airport? I can ask someone else if you do not want to. I just wanted to ask you first because if I have to be stuck in traffic with someone I would want it to be you. Maybe I want to see you too before I leave.

It's official. I have a new residence.
Thought all one of you readers would like to know.

I need to teach my computer to make coffee. Then I could actually fix it when the damn thing breaks instead of having to go buy a new coffeemaker. For now, I'm stuck spending twice as much money on coffee that's half as good. At least there's free WiFi so I can complain about it to the whole of the internet.

#firstworldproblems

I feel like the most superficial person in the world sometimes because of the internet; everyone's talking about these horrible dreams and all this deep life stuff, and I'm like.

These press-on nail lacquers are amazing, now I have little cherries on my fingers, and it's very summery. Definitely worth sharing, but so not deep or all that interesting.

I am way too young to be going grey. My job isn't even that stressful.

Next week my theatre will begin doing our interpretation of Twelfth Night, which will run until the end of of the month, followed by Julius Caesar until the end of August, when we'll start showing our first original play, tentatively titled Naked Humanity.

I'll have some more information on that later.

[Theatre Website]

[Locked to Illyana]

I can get you and your friends some tickets to Twelfth Night if you like.

[Locked to Pete Wisdom]

I'll send you two tickets once we have the official schedule.

I found myself drawing again last night. I wouldn't couldn't sleep so I took out my pencil and the sketch pad. Several memories found their way into the book along with something that seems to have taken over my imagination. It feels like I should know why it was mixed among the memories, but I don't know what it is. I don't know if I want to know what it is?

Since it seems that others are getting help on the net about the things that have been playing with their minds I'm going to reach out as well. Does anyone know what this is?

( Link to uploaded sketch )

[Private]

I've got too many customers and not enough product. Don't know where I'm going to get more. You'd think I'd be okay with this. Better than having too little customers and too much product. That wanker came out of nowhere though. Coming into my house, waving a gun around like that. Not in front of my kids.

[Public]

Anyone know a doctor who's decent and doesn't ask a lot of questions?

I sort of just moved here recently and didn't want to just keep stalking without saying hello.

I'm Betty Ross. It's very nice to not really meet you all, but at least say hello over the internet.