What the hell? Back again you say? By golly I sure am. How could I not come back and bug the hell out of all of you once more. God know's you've missed me. I heard your prayers in my sleep. They haunted me, but my shrink says that'll pass in time.
Do you know how busy day time television can get? Apparently not, otherwise you'll just forgive me and we can all go back to being friends and bridge-mates like before. Did we ever play bridge? I can't remember. I think so. Possibly? Maybe it was strip twister. My memory is so bad sometimes. At least I think it is. You'll have to ask Alex, she remembers everything I can't. Which is a lot. I can't see what the last part of that cue card says. Darn it.
So if I've been gone for this long then there must be a lot of things for me to ketchup on. Burgers. Mmmm...I'm hungry. I'll be back after I eat something. My stomach is talking louder than the keys I'm pressing. It's so hard to ignore things like that.
[same Ellen, same name, fresh story line
it's good to be back]