sj, you and TCG are the bomb diggity.

Thanks, Sparky. She turned me down. She said she still can't afford half. I can't do much more than pay for half of a plane ride and offer her a free place to stay, but I still hate that she is on the opposite end of the country, unhappy and there's nothing I can do about it.

wow Fay, I would have never pegged you for this shy.

blushes

I can have layers!

t /Cordelia

Er. Yes, I know it's silly. Um. Jumping on a 'plane and heading off into the unknown - this I can do. Because, you know, it's not the same kind of vulnerability. Or something.

Anyway, yeah, mountain out of molehill much? Right. Right. Okay. I should email him.

Later.

Aw, sj. That sucks. It was still a nice offer, though.

I think that every time I go home. I skip and skim over the board when I'm at my mother's, because it helps me to remember that there are sane people out there somewhere. Then she complains that I'm *always* on the internet.

I discussed Allyson's book with my mom recently and she wants to read it. I think she'll like it. I just nee to find my copy when we unpack the books.

I just spend a half an hour passing the time with the Alltel sales rep. Very young guy but he was very talky. Asked me my opinions on everything from the iPhone to Windows Vista. He said it was nice to talk to someone that was interested in technology and that folks aroud here aren't all that up on the latest mobile gadgetry. I think we'll be getting a good deal on mobile service. About the same thing we pay now for two phones. It has fewer minutes but includes unlimited internet. I picked out a Motorola Q phone, which is just about the same thing as my Blackjack and I'm getting it cheaper.

Now I need to unload a nearly-new BlackJack that's tied to AT&T's network.

I can have layers!

And no one must ever know! Refer to them allegorically, through your ice cream.

Now I need to unload a nearly-new BlackJack that's tied to AT&T's network.

Ummmmm....maybe we can talk.

Ummmmm....maybe we can talk.

Indeed we can! Drop me a line at my profile addy. I'd be pleased if it ended up good hands. It's very shiny.

Also, it was a good asking-out:

So, what would you say to an icecream? Other than "Hello, icecream. I regret that our acquaintance is to be so fleeting."

Fay, that's a *stellar* asking-out! Have the ice cream! For the love of god, HAVE THE ICE CREAM!!!

So, what would you say to an icecream? Other than "Hello, icecream. I regret that our acquaintance is to be so fleeting."

Clearly he's an axe-murderer who's planning to off our Fay before she finishes her ice-cream.

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What?

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So I'm a little protective of our cuddly wee scrumptiously complex Fay. What of it?

Don't do it, Fay! Online dating never works out!

It's also a way to judge character. Beware of someone who always orders the same ice cream. Be even more leery of someone who can't decide what he wants.

This bit of advice has made me strangely self-doubtful. DH tends to always order the same ice cream. And I have to walk past the displays of flavors at least twice to make up my mind what to order. What does it all mean?

THat is, btw, a very fine request for your company, Fay. If you don't go out for ice cream, you will have to wonder "what if we had fancied each other" FOREVER.

t /trying to help

DH has a Motorola Q and is quite happy with it, Cashmere. Except that it beeps every half hour (possibly every hour) and he doesn't know why or how to turn it off. Not, I am sure, the machine's fault.