wherein i stay up late and become incredibly silly. sorry.
so, there are a few things that need to be said.
i forgot to renew my gold membership to diaryland (cos they've got the hooks in me -- don't be fooled by the kittens and daisies, diaryland's a tough old s-o-b). so, the diary will be a little on the plain and dry side until i get paid on wednesday (please to pronounce: "wed-ness-day". bueno.). do salt and pepper to taste. now, onward and upward.
i want to write a lot, but i've been up late talking on the internet, so i'll just make it short and simple:
that, indeed, is something that i could get used to.
hmm, i hope i'm not getting the wrong idea here...
the internet: probably not the ideal medium for communication. what say we leave the important things for face to face talking? i prefer that anyway (even if there is less opportunity for cleverness).
you know, i always get myself into trouble when i talk to somebody in particular through the diary, so i'd better cut it out.
for that matter, it's one fifteen a.m. (ante meridiem), so i'd better end this internet higgledy-piggledy altogether.
nite nite, sleep tite, don't let the bed bugs bight.