Dutch coffee for breakfast...MMMm...

Invisibella is the nicest, she is...your art goodies will be on their way tomorrow. Ahhhh, good stuff!!!

I had a lovely time last night over curry and drinks. My friend Shaun had a pal in from Japan for a vacation who I remembered meeting when Bri and I visited him in Osaka. While Shaun and Bri and the others talked shop we jabbered about Aikido and art stuff in the area and told the stupidest jokes you ever heard. (I won't repeat them here--they were THAT stupid.). John is an interesting person--this towering Scot who had us all in stitches most of the time, telling funny stories about him and Shaun hanging out in Osaka.
So of course I stayed up too late.*grin* good thing that coffee came in the mail, or I'd be napping on the keyboard.

ZZZZZZznnnnnnkk-k-k, huh? OH! Sorry!

Anyway, tonight there will be painting..and (groan) LaundryFest. And sleep....

Ms Eff, who drank way too much coffee this morning and it tasted so very very very very very VERY good. *Blows on cup*

almost forgot--Happy Lughnasad!!!

It's today, you see. *Grin* the Festival of Lugh.
(Or Lammas) Also a happy excuse to get together, drink beer (specifically, it's a beery festival, not unlike Summerfest) and enjoy each other's company. (I bet you could wear Lederhosen just like Summerfest too--it's got a lot of parallels, it does:) Have a brat and join the silly beery singing!!! *Waves stein* I dunno, I don't think it's wise combining an old Celtic holiday with lederhosen and such...

MsEff, making up stupid German things to sing..Ja, ja ja, ich bin ein Jelly Doughnut, lalala...

Huh..interoffice e-mail's down...

...But I can still get onto the Net. How strange.

Hey...

I'd been thinking about things like friendships and sometimes the ways we hurt people, sometimes intentionally, sometimes not.

Tell me something bad you did. It doesn't have to be the worst thing.

I can start it off. I deliberately lost touch with a friend who needed my help. The same friend. Not once, but twice. Both when she was pregnant. It's a long story, but the gist of it is that I felt like she'd never stop needing me for something, and I felt very used. I had my reasons, but I could have handled it better.

So there you are.

Ms Eff. And no, I don't have the ruler, I'm not whacking knuckes today...Maybe later.