here we are! The day is Today. I've pulled away from the company a little to wait and see if my Friend is online. She and I planned to meet for a few minutes today--she's home and her family will not have their feast day celebration until later. So those of you know were worrying that I was escaping, no, I didn't try to escape from you! I'm sorry if it seemed that way. But I'm not sure how . . . well, anyway. I have a valid excuse: REALLY: )

fanks to alterego for the cd, I'm importing the songs to my compy now. Some of these songs I have, like Adiemus . . . good stuff . . .

ten more minutes and I must be off back dowstairs, I don't want people to think I'm *totally* antisocial, even if I am today . . . but that's beside the point. Soon we will "bring out the tall tales" and hopefully the Caffenapkin Professor will find something to do with the flute mum used to play . . . if he can make anything of it: ) that thing is so old . . .

the flowers that Prof. C brought are beautiful tho, very enchanting. Maybe nobody will notice too much if I carry them around the house with me. Humm.

I like all the Moby stuff, but will that get me labeled as a heretic by Certain Others? Perhaps I should think before I admit this.

Drat it she's not on yet. I guess I'll be going back down . . . *sigh* her folks prolly put her to work. grrr. Off I go, then!

*mumbles and braces self*