The Grave Perils of the English Language

May 09, 2006 04:34

So. I'm glad that's been worked out. Now I just need Richard to calm down...

Sasha's retiring. I was surprised by that, but it'll be nice to be able to work with her.

I'm teaching Dale the glories of being irrational, and Laurie's planning mischief, I do suspect. I hope it goes well for him.

Speaking of mischief, I need to remember to have a long and serious discussion with a few of the childlings tomorrow.

Evan asked about tea parties, and what three people you'd want to invite. I decided on Dream of the Endless, King Arthur, and Prince Charming: one person to be interesting, one to be chivalrous, and one to by pleasant.

What? I'd enjoy it...

I got to have an actual conversation with Marie. That was nice. Mortimer, you should invite her for dinner some night.

Trouble with the sleep bank continues, as evidenced by the fact I've been up all night, and I'm starving. I'm thinking French's toast for breakfast, and a frittata with whatever leftovers are around. And cooking will give me something to do until everyone else is up.

And I'm now known as Stealth Maestro Ali G. in certain circles. I need a pimp hat.

mortimer, carabas, evan, pimp, sasha, richard, laurie, dale, marie

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