Judy is dressed in a very pretty jupe today! That's a nice change. And we had a political conversation that didn't involve TNT.
Poor Lucy has four feet of water in her basement. The Great DuPage Flood is still wreaking havoc. The village of Lumbergh is in a state of emergency. But of course, the Lumbergh P.L. is still open. Our director brought us some cheesy cake with "Thanks!" written in bright yellow frosting across the top. Didn't the French Revolution have their flames fanned by a line about cake?
Lynne is mad that I do not want any part of the cake. She's pretending that I'm just a willful young rascal about it. Oh well. I'm not taking part in the insult. (I did have a few bites to see if it was good, and it wasn't bad, but it's still evil.) Will continue to understand what's at stake for her in trying to guilt me.
Chuck again told me what a great time he had with me at Dani's party last Friday. Oh boy. I am very pleased to have a new friend that is also an old friend. And I would love to hang out and shoot the shit with him. But I have reservations. I hope this isn't a romantic thing. I can't. So I'm not sure where to go. Must ask Julie.
I believe Valentina is pissed at me about Judy--that I was hugging her/having a good time with her. Maybe not. At any rate, if so she'll let me know.
France & U.K. are telling the U.N. that Syria has used chemical weapons twice since December. West, TX is in a chemical burn, Boston is still reeling, the mail is poisonous, the Midwest is half underwater, half snowed in. What is happening. You may ask yourself, Well, how did I get here? My answer is, Same as it ever was.
Meanwhile, I'm maintaining radio silence as far as the dept is concerned, and fantasizing about Tex non-stop. It's a lot of fun and I'm staying out of trouble... So far.
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