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If this is the way you choose to have it, there's nothing I can do. Everything I do or don't do, you seem to take as on offence, so what do you expect of me ?

The more that I see, the less that I expect ...

This is a very cryptic message you left there
Whatever, I've come to wish you a very happy birthday, I hope you'll have a fantastic day



Gone again

It's a lazy day, the middle of our Thanksgiving week-end, and the missus is safely home visiting her parents. So yes, it will be a nice and leisurely day. Thank you for remembering, and the sentiment.

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Sorry, I am yikesing this.

I understand your concern, but to post online and name the person isn't going to help their self esteem.

It wasn't necessary to post here, when you then went on to email me.


lil.

I posted here, and THEN by mails, ... realizing that it may be hours or days before it was came to (or was brought to) her attention.

I will, of course, contest the if I see that I said or named anything that is not already known to several dozens or hundreds of others.

That is your perogative. It wasn't pulled in malice, but for the esteem of a friend.

Nick, lil sent me a copy of the yikesed post, and I'm glad she yikesed it, because otherwise, I would have had to yikes it. I take offence at what you said, I would not have found this in months if it hadn't been for your email, and I'm not going to answer to anything else you said. I'm really patient, but yo've accused me of lurking your space once too often now -I am NOT like you. Don't expect any reply from me ever again.

Oh, and before I forget: no need to reply with your usual:

', you misunderstood, and I'm the poor victim of this'-answer.

"Birds of a feather, ... "

No loss, no worries. The real world goes on ...

And stuff in the mails, such as it is.

http://www.bbc.co.uk/dna/h2g2/brunel/F55683?thread=3600188&show=1&skip=13 Account #3: U3501139

I stand by my statement, I have two accounts. The old Reverend gets a dust-off occassionally. And this one persists.

On a January morning, as milady dealt with morning affairs, I mentioned that you and "the husband" ought to be in the air, en route to a Winter Meet. The fact that I could not attend such stuff in the real world was the impetus for a 'plan'.

The end result of that whole 10 minutes in the bathroom is tickets in-hand, 250-quid cash and 1,500-quid traveller's cheques, passports that we have never needed before, ... and some serious butterflies in tummies. I've been to the US a couple of times, and it ain't no big deal. She has never left the country. And from here, the only real way to do so is measured in thousands of miles, not hundreds.

So, in brief, ... IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT !!!


Thank You.