Because I was going to send you a package. Cookies and inhalers. I suppose I can still send cookies.
Maybe it's the asthmatic in me, but this sounds like a super care package. =)
Just had lunch with a friend and her 6 month old baby. My friend didn't get to eat a thing since her daughter was a total squrimy wormy - and cute as a button!
Does anyone know why they've been firing off guns on the Citadel? Are the French attacking
again?
Damn Frenchies! Maybe it's the Americans.
Maybe they are doing a demo for the tourists. There seem to be a lot of them roaming around outside.
I could do with shooting a few tourists. The only person I know in this town with a vehicle can't help us get the free furniture we've been offered. Sigh. Everything's complicated.
My god, the Cruise ships are Trojan Horses! Thousands of badly dressed old people are invading, demanding we use their monotone currency and demanding lobster dinners and that Elena give them cheap drugs without a perscription. Oh the humanity!
Not to mention not liking our funny coin money.
Cheap drugs without a prescription, Sue.
Mecha, how far away is the hospital? Is walking out of the question? How about a station wagon or van cab?
Oh, the desk we'll take on the metro, not problem. But we've been offered another sorely needed desk, a couch and a sundry other goods by a coworker of my roomate (hereafter known as BioKrelboyne, as I'm sick of typing roomate). I have no idea where that guy lives, but it's a safe bet it's inconvenient. If the pogy gods smile upon me, we can score a van cab, I figure. If not, then I don't know what.