Can somebody pass the Kleenex?

*Hachoo* I'm having*hachoo* some kind of allergy *haCHOO* attack..I've ben sneezing for 5 minutes*haCHOO!* straight. Dust...gotta be dust...or the pollen counts gone through the roof.

I think soon I'll have to start taking my allergy stuff for the year, which I hate. I put it off for as long as possible.


MS *HAAAAA-CHOOOOOO!* SnifflyMaus.

*ahem*

Ilona is...IT. Again.

"Maaa-haaay, Creepy Gi'hirl, won't you be Mi-yiiine, I'll give you scrolls and fish, and tinkertoys and wiyiiiine....I'll ditch these guys, if you'll be my Creeeheeepy giiihirrrrl...."

Ms Eff, doing the Pee-Wee Herman "Tequila" dance by her computer...

My attempt to sing a Cocteau Twin's song...

(It's off "Love's easy tears..")
Na-aaaiii yalalalalao, lum lum lum,
Naiyaiiiilllsi lalalalao..hum,
si hai lai le (garble) sumthin' de dum de dum bang..si bau,
com lu (eh?) Say neia le bow, HOlae sic abow le tae...

Umm...maybe I should quit while I'm ahead. When they sing it, it soulds beautiful and ethreal. When I sing along, I sound clinically insane. (Yes, I'm aware that they made up their own language for the songs and that this changed over the years to clearer words...but that doesn't stop me trying to sound out words...)

Ms Eff, who tackles the Worlds Great Mystries so you don't have to.

The attack of the 4 foot 10 woman...

My friend Tina called me today. She's been off radar for about 8 months or so, but now she's had her baby and everything sounds okay. She's meeting me for coffee after work tonight.

I'm looking forward to meeting the Tina Spawn. (His name's Tristan. He cooed at me over the phone. Awwwwww...)

Ms Eff...beware, you bebeh-toes!!! Ah'm a comin' ta git ya!