March 9th, 2005
|10:44 am - Brief interlude|
Well, I appear to have missed the big Frienditto scandal. None of you have to worry about that. I don't sign up for things.
We lost our mailbox again. The high winds last night snapped the post, we think. Hoppie has located the mailbox, but he hadn't finished finding the post when I left. I'll check in with him later.
I'm now reading at 300 posts back. I might be caught up with lj by tomorrow.
Delia, in need of massage. What's your schedule like? I should email you. But then I'd have to find your email address.
Noah is taking the new Lanna around. In my mind I hear honking geese.
That is all.
Current Mood: tired
|Date:||March 9th, 2005 04:09 pm (UTC)|| |
I'll be in New Boston tomorrow until 6ish, so I should be able to be back in Manchester by 7, if that works. I've got a client tonight at 7 (if neither of us cancel) but I should warn you that I'm trying to fight off a cold and don't know what state I'll be in tonight or tomorrow just yet. Next week would be better; I'd be over whatever I've caught.
|Date:||March 9th, 2005 06:25 pm (UTC)|| |
And all this time I thought I was "one of a kind"
The new Lanna? I've been replaced! *Sniff*
Re: And all this time I thought I was "one of a kind"
As if. I merely invoked your name to provid context for my readership. 8-)
|Date:||March 9th, 2005 08:53 pm (UTC)|| |
The faux Lanna, perhaps?
The genuine faux Lanna?
The poor person who will never live up or down to Lanna's reputation?
|Date:||March 9th, 2005 09:29 pm (UTC)|| |
I shall call her the wanna-be Lanna, or Wanna for short.
I was referring to "Lina" being too close to my name. I think "Wanna" is a good name to use.
Hey, that's too close to my name
The New Faux Lanna will have to find a different name.
Re: Hey, that's too close to my name
That's what makes it so charming.
Anything but love
Do tell us more about Wanna. How many polish children has she adopted?
None yet, although oddly enough, she has one bio also.
It can be remarkably easy to lose mailboxes one way or another. My parents constantly get theirs run into by a snow plow. Some of their neighbours have gone to great effort to reduce the chance of that happening: putting up barriers in front of the mailbox (which only means the barrier and the mailbox both are dislodged), setting it back further from the road (which the post office doesn't like), etc.
Curbside mailboxes are just life in suburbia; their loss due to weather factors is just another risk.
Hoppie believes the mailbox was plowed and he's going to insist that the company responsible for the plowing replace the pole and mailbox.