Did you get really drunk one night and wake up the next morning... engaged?

If I did, I was so drunk that I have no memory of it.

(How would Jill have your e-mail address? Does the sender's address seem a reasonable match to the name? Is there any reason to believe your e-mail address is close to the "correct" one, perhaps similar to the intended recipient's name in some way?)

I have no idea. Yes. There was no salutation so I can't guess at the intended recipient.

Viruses live in attachments and/or links don't they? This was just text.

Ballroom dancing made a man of me....

I'm not terribly sure I want to know...

Ballroom dancing is one of my favorite things ever. I adore it.

Yeah. I have a feeling I'm with you on that one, and I've only had two lessons, and one of them was with a partner who was kind of a buttmunch. Y'all were totally holding out on me about ballroom dancing.

I feel like a regency miss this semester, what with the dancing, the art, and piano lessons I'm getting.

Hi Lee! Tamarind is icky, but not as icky as I thought it would be.

Viruses live in attachments and/or links don't they?

Yep, pretty much. What I meant was that the e-mail you received may have been generated by a virus, and Jill (or whoever, the sender's info might be spoofed too) may have no idea it was sent out.

I've taken a quick look at the Symantec db but haven't found a match to what few details I remember, it was too long ago. It might have been one of the ones that only spread through the old Outlook Express "preview pane" exploit.

I'm too groggy to pursue it, sorry. Just--if you send out a "Did you send this to me by mistake?" message, you might very well get a "WTF?" in reply.

I'm glad you had such a good time, Alibelle.

Are you still in NY, or here?

aurelia, "In a Fix" is a TLC home makeover show--a work crew comes in and helps out someone who's been working on a home improvement project for an extended period of time, and can't seem to finish it for one reason or another. It's not one of the better of the breed (I prefer "Clean Sweep" myself).

I was listening to Crowded House in the car tonight and suddenly I'm remembering this lyric:

That golden one leads a double life
You'll find out

So the other me is engaged and is trying to break into television?

Ah. Gotcha. Thanks, dcp. I sent a reply.

Thanks, Kathy. I was wondering who aired the show.

Were you the one who asked how we found a place to write in Gino's? There was remarkably little writing on the bench (and most of that was in black), which is were brenda left our mark.

Chikat, I wish you could've made it, too. What're the chances that we would go right to you, and you go somewhere else? That's just not right.

Just saw the last 10 minutes of Alias (I"ll have to wait until Friday to watch, I think). and in that 10 minutes (look away, msbelle), it was Weiss/Vaughnariffic.

Aw. fuckit. I think I'll watch it now instead of going to sleep.

Aw damn. Just saw the last few seconds of Lost.

Jesus.Christ.

Someone should actually die already. So fucking irritating.

NOT AS FUN AS FOXTROT???? NO MORE TAMARIND FOR YOU, MISSY.