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Tuesday, April 1, 2008

I Lied...

Big announcement on Tuesday Wednesday.

C'mon...

Y'all should know by now how often I run late...

My estimates are always optimistic.

Too tired to type that much this evening.

You guys will forgive me, right?

Right?

BTW: those that make note of such things, my email has changed. It is now:

susanpandorf@comcast.net

The big conglomerate ate up our little country cable provider.

G'nite. I'm off to rest up for the big (heh!) reveal tomorrow.

Go ahead. Call me a tease. You're allowed...

And for those who lose sleep over such things...

the cat still lives...

and smirks...

and appears totally unrepentent...

3 comments:

Lady Wentworth said...

It sounds like your kitty needs a little knitted furmiliation. I hope you get a good nights rest, I'm excited about the big reveal!!! =) Megan

GailR said...

My cat (PK aka Psycho Kat) is also alive simply because she's an excellent suck-up. She spooked me causing me to drop my yarn that I was starting to wind for Magic Carpet. Then she ran across the yarn before I got it picked up. It now looks like those spider webs when the spiders were given LSD (back in the 60's). So the PK is closed in 'her' room and I'm trying to untangle the mess.

I'm not sure which is worse - beads or yarn...

Phoebe said...

Hope you had a good night sleep (kitty too) for the big reveal Wednesday...today yeah!