April 29th, 2010


Book Fans

I went to a restaurant for lunch today. Just me and a book.

Or rather, just me, my book, and a waiter. The moment he saw what I was reading, he started talking about how wonderful Agatha Christie is, and then after that we started discussing Jane Austen, and we talked about how swoon-worthy Mr Darcy was in the mini-series...

I didn't actually get to order my lunch for over five minutes.

I kind of enjoy talking to complete strangers. It's always unexpectedly fun.


Here's a poem for still_grrr, that I so almost re-wrote so I could get it to exactly 100 words, but in the end decided to leave it as it is.

So it's 109 words.

It's about Numero Cinco.

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