Welcome to Saturday, land of enchantment.

[cadhla]

I am updating from Chris's computer, as, due to the lack of DSL here in Santa Cruz (woe), I cannot actually get Viv connected to the Internet. Woe. Woe and weeping and wailing and the gnashing of teeth. (Actually, not particularly bothered, as I managed to download the second episode of the The O.C., and can get Threshold [aka Data and the

Comments

[peteralway]

'Helping', when you're a Siamese teenager, is much like 'helping' when you're a three year old boy. Only more articulate.

Maybe it's just that etnic stereotype of people of asin descent as overachievers, but I figured that a young woman from Thailand would likely be more helpful than that. And I coudn't see how one conjoined adolescent twin would be helping while the other wasn't.

Go, Lilly. Enjoy your chaotic little kitten life.)

But like all good mysteries, it is solved at the end of the story.

[spectralbovine]

What? I wasn't picturing you naked!

YOU'RE THE ONE WHO CALLED ME TO SING ABOUT NOT WEARING UNDERWEAR.

[cadhla]

Juuuuuuuuuuuuuust checking!

Mwah.

[mokatiki]

can i still picture you naked?

[cadhla]

Just plain woe.