Mike (my boyfriend) stated today that I have the mind of an octogenarian (apparently that means an old person but to me it sounds like a librarian with 8 arms). He's probably right, but I'm not bitter and twisted yet. And when I'm physically old I plan to have a blue rinse and throw a number of cats from my well kept front garden amongst the petunias. Though I did lure a cat into my house once out of boredom.... perhaps I'm on my way.
Maybe these stressful times of recession and economic pessimism are causing us to retaliate and seek an easier lifestyle. After all that is definitely the medicine my life needs right now to get rid of the M.E nonsense! (I just wrote 'nonsense', an octogenarian I must be).
None the less, I plan to even this out over the weekend by selling lots of Rampant Rabbits tomorrow night and getting utterly bungalowed in Ryde Saturday night. I think that balance makes me middle aged.
Hic x
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