Good news and bad news
Good news: Am totally and increasingly cheerfully ignoring horrible, negative doctors and have appointment with lovely next door neighbor acupuncturist next week. Have also gone to gym for first time in, well, in years and years and years.
Good news: Excellent Walker and Pedestrian Rage are back! Hooray!
Bad news: Overcooked the cashew nut curry.
Good news: Curry still tasted good.
Bad news: Have to go back to knitting something on very small needles.
Good news: Have finished Running With Scissors and will never never have to read it again. Ever. What were all those critics thinking? Perhaps it drove them mad and in the midst of their psychotic reverie, they wrote gibberish. New York Times bestseller my granny’s arse. Car wreck swivelnecking drivel.
Bad news: Have read Running With Scissors and so now it is part of my memory and inevitably bits of it will fling themselves into my conscious mind at inopportune moments and I will suddenly find myself thinking about divination with poo. Which is something I could have lived a long and happy life without ever thinking about even once.
It probably all balances out.
We’re back indeed!!! I tried to read “Running with Scissors” too but didn’t get very far…. It left me with the same feeling “Bee Season” did — I can write a book better than this crap! I can write a book so bad they make it into a movie! Just watch me! And then I turn on the TV and chill out by watching poo.
Hey, how did you install this word verification thing, or does everyone have it now?
Also hated Bee Season!
As for Loony Friend, you could always send her a blank check — I mean, with her name in it, but no amount, with a note that says “I don’t remember what I owe you; can you fill it in and let me know?” — and see what she does.