Good morning, all! The alarm went off at 6:30, I realized this was my first day in a while to sleep late, and I went back to bed. I have a day of working at home, and I plan to enjoy myself and accomplish a lot. I have pdf files to send to Dublin for all the DEAREST ENEMY singers, and I've got Acts Two and Three of THE ONLY GIRL waiting for me to finish.
I got a lovely email from our DR TCB this morning. I was very happy to hear from him.
DR Ginny, congratulations on the award! I guess signs of intelligent life are not yet completely dead in my hometown. That's good to know. I'll forget it as the election heats up. I'm so glad I'll be in Dublin when all the madness starts rolling.
BK, about your rant: I understand your frustrations, but people change like the weather. I had a best friend who, six months ago, stopped speaking to me and only began communicating only in short emails "Do you know of a Burton Lane collection?" or "Funny article" and a link, etc. In our one phone call, which I now believe was to provoke a fight, in late January, he told me all my faults Then there was a period of complete silence and now the emails have sporadically begun. Two days after the Brent Barrett-Karen Mason show, he told me that Brent had mentioned me, something I knew a day earlier from a post of our DR KevnH!
I learn more about hm and our E&T DR Jose on Twitter. I no longer feel I have the best friend I once had, and it pains me greatly. It hurts, and I can do nothing about it but wonder what the hell is going on with him. I'm thinking about redoing my will and naming another executor because I don't know if I consider him a friend or not. People change like the weather.
More coffee.
And drugs.