reddragdiva | Ghosts on water.

I'm still writing much more than I'm reading and am currently at skip=800 on the friends list. Please comment with important things you may have expected me to notice.

(It's like the early nineties, when people used computers to make things on rather than as complicated televisions.)

This morning:

Me: How's Freda?
Arkady: She's awake and fine.
Me: (blows raspberry on Arkady's belly)
Arkady: Oy!
Me: (aggrieved expression) I am playing with my daughter.

Last night I went to the Dove in Hammersmith, right on the water, with webcowgirl and shadowdaddy. Hell to get to, but a lovely pub and a lovely evening. I think I woke up dead.

I am on call from Friday evening and hence trapped at home in the evenings until the following Friday morning. I expect visitors please! I'll even be able to meet people for lunches and stuff.