Thursday, March 15, 2007

Beware The Ides Of March

I had a post planned out yesterday, but I deferred because I thought I'd use it for another update today instead. Then, inevitably, I forgot what I was writing on, so today is going to be a typical disjointed, rambling and utterly incoherent blog - the sort that I am renowned for.

However, I have a new topic. Hi Dad! Apparantly my father reads my blog. I suspect this is almost purely out of a desire to know just what I'm doing, that I am still alive and what the hell is going on in my life, as my tendency to be prompt with e-mail communication is somewhat lax! So I'm just checking in, still alive, still well, and weatherwise - it's raining here. Quelle surprise.

Incidentally, that ups my regular reader base to ... one.

4 comments:

  1. you may be surprised by how many are lurking around waiting for a chance to say something.

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  2. ’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
    Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
    All mimsy were the borogoves,
    And the mome raths outgrabe.

    :)

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  3. Thank you Katie! You reminded me what I was GOING to post about. Good work! Now I have tomorrow's blog sorted. Unless I forget again ...

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  4. Hey now, I read it too!

    (does he read what we say, if soo...eek!) *waves* Hi Mr. Taylor!

    ~Chrissi

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