My only problem will be if Jaye keeps making wild leaps of illogic to come to conclusions, and then stating it as fact so she can be embarrassed about it. I friggin' hate that.
I agree. An Ivy league philosophy grad would not likely jump to such conclusions very often, would they?
Inanimate object are speaking to her, we've left the realm of the logical...
I explained the premise of the show to my friend Sandra, who's husband is a classics/philosphy professor. I got as far as "philosophy degree from Brown, working in a souvenir shop in Niagara Falls..." and she chimes in with "That sounds about right..."
get that you are sincere, but it still baffles. Don't mean I don't love ya.
Well, okay, as long as you still love me. I kind of like being baffling. It's part of my, er, charm. That might be a little sad, but, gotta play to my strengths. (And I almost typed that strings.)
If you play to your own strings, are you tooting your own horn or marching to your own drummer? ;)
If you play to your own strings, are you tooting your own horn or marching to your own drummer? ;)
I wear the puppet cancer. It does not wear me.
*Dances among the daisies*
Lays down, wondering where the hardware for the drapes went.
Turns out that I do have to work on Saturday, April 3. But at 4, which is what I thought, and I am therefore free for lunch.
Shall we celebrate this freedom by going to lunch? What say you all?
Why, yes, I enjoy playing with Ouise's mind. ;-)
Aghh! Why must you toy with me?
t shakes fists helplessly at sky
Ouise, how went the whoopsidasical?
Fun but wee - only three guests. We could have drowned ourselves in desserts, had we wished.
ION, I'm in for lunch. In fact, I'm busy at supper time Thursday through Monday, so lunch is perfect.