*TIME ELAPSED SINCE I QUIT SMOKING:
Six months, three weeks, four days, 1 hour, 13 minutes and 10 seconds.
8322 cigarettes not smoked, saving $1,040.25.
Extra time with Drain Bead: 4 weeks, 21 hours, 30 minutes.
Now I’m a craps dealer, which is an occupation you don’t run into members of everyday, unless you’re in Nevada, live along a major waterway or on or near an Indian reservation.
'course, I am just a woman with above average intelligence, who appreciates a man for WHO he is, what he values, and how intelligent he is. Oh, I forgot to say that I value wit and literacy, also. [sub]in case you are dazed from lack of sleep, allow me to say that you qualify?[/sub]
Sheesh, friends, I wasn’t aware that I was mentally ill until now. My name is Scotti, and I am a totally clueless poster. Evidentally, I post wild and unfounded things. I accuse my friends of being psychotic, and don’t even remember it the next day. I attest that I have taste, when this is clearly not the case.
I fantasize about punishing my friends by binding them to the bedposts, and…well, this falls under the catagory of TMI.
I am abjectly sorry for subjecting you all to my distorted view of reality.
Mea Culpa, mea culpa.
Scotti
PS: Mr Bear, do you think you could shelter me in Abu Dhabi if things get too hot for me here? I have a feeling that this is about to happen. And I LOVE your wife, so you don’t have to be concerned about that aspect of the situation. I SO promise!
“But that I am forbid
To tell the secrets
of my prison-house,
I could a tale unfold
hose lightest word
Would harrow up thy soul,
freeze thy young blood,
Make thy two eyes, like stars,
start from their spheres,
Thy knotted and combined locks to part,
And each particular hair to stand an end,
Like quills upon the fretful porpentine:
But this eternal blazon must not be
To ears of flesh and blood”
–Hamlet, Act 1, Scene v