Wednesday, August 03, 2005
Wired
A very wise man who occasionally (although not so much lately, I would guess) goes by the name of Flosso told me recently that when going to lunch is considered part of your job, it's a very good thing. Today, I learned that the same maxim is true for going to tea, which is what I spent the better part of my afternoon doing. As far as I can tell, the only downside to spending the afternoon in this manner is that approximately seven cups of tea (I lost count after awhile; it's kind of like wine that way) can have quite an effect on someone who normally avoids caffiene. And while the jolt was welcome for this evening's kickboxing class (the many scones and tea sandwiches consumed shortly before class, not so much), it could make going to bed tonight rather interesting.
And, as if all this excitement weren't enough, I just received a text message from Chase, telling me that he's just met my future husband. Well, maybe not husband, exactly. My future...what's the male form of mistress? Mister? Anyway, if the audio commentary on the Felicity DVDs taught me anything, it's that Scott Speedman is best seen and not heard, unless he's reading lines written by other, much more intelligent people. But he's so pretty that I'd just like to keep him around for, you know, recreational purposes. Hopefully Chase can arrange this.
A very wise man who occasionally (although not so much lately, I would guess) goes by the name of Flosso told me recently that when going to lunch is considered part of your job, it's a very good thing. Today, I learned that the same maxim is true for going to tea, which is what I spent the better part of my afternoon doing. As far as I can tell, the only downside to spending the afternoon in this manner is that approximately seven cups of tea (I lost count after awhile; it's kind of like wine that way) can have quite an effect on someone who normally avoids caffiene. And while the jolt was welcome for this evening's kickboxing class (the many scones and tea sandwiches consumed shortly before class, not so much), it could make going to bed tonight rather interesting.
And, as if all this excitement weren't enough, I just received a text message from Chase, telling me that he's just met my future husband. Well, maybe not husband, exactly. My future...what's the male form of mistress? Mister? Anyway, if the audio commentary on the Felicity DVDs taught me anything, it's that Scott Speedman is best seen and not heard, unless he's reading lines written by other, much more intelligent people. But he's so pretty that I'd just like to keep him around for, you know, recreational purposes. Hopefully Chase can arrange this.
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