about that cardboard box. did you and alistair bait it with a puppy? alistair doesn't like valley girls. ah well. i am in actuality, not (i repeat NOT) a valley girl. i have never gotten my nails done. always pianistically thinking. and, i never say 'that's hot!' (i might think it - but it's usually, like, a baked potatoe). i don't talk on the cell phone all the time, in fact - sometimes i just hang up on people for no reason because i don't like cell phones at all. i've heard they give you brain cancer - so i try to minimize time on them.
say, bob, what do you say about arranging some music tonight? i'll take the bass and you take the treble. lets see how messed up we can make a piece of sorabji (just to get alistair back). he'll know trouble when he sees what we have done. as for mayla, i don't knwo where she went after she knocked. i think she is mad at the world. i've been thinking about her a lot today. i think you are the only one she will open up to (you allow her the space she needs). most people try to answer her open ended questions with definitive answers. i am realizing you can't have any fun if the answers are 'down pat.' you have to search a little (fakes looking up and down and around - pretends to suddenly have a 'lightbulb' moment - and then forgets what it was ***this pleases mayla).
Topic: Sidedoor to the Lair