Whatever happened to looking forward to Sundays, they seem so dreadful now. In times like these do I miss the freedom & company I had in France.
In other news, I just heard a line from Hanna Montana referring to “an imaginary audience” in Miley’s head. That’s like, me, only I’m not that annoying (no, on the contrary to what you may think, I’m not) so I think some of you will be glad to know that my audience as ceased to exist. No freaking way am I allowing any association between her & my intellect.