I WAS a zombie, too, but everyone is after thirty-sommat hours without sleep. Mind you, I'm experienced at that kind of advanced state of mental disability - I spent most of my early days in Scotland in that fuzz-headed state, and I always spend the start of a vacation in that state. I learned to unlock the focus of my animal brain and generally get what has to be done all sorted with a minimum of cock-ups. ^.^ I'm very proud of the laser-efficiency of my sleepless mind!

>Please don't eat my brains, Ayrn-

>zombie. You'd get food poisoning.

Never fear, I shan't. Brains...not really my preference. Give me a good Ryo-ohki Haggis any day. *winks* MWA HA HA!

I said I'd talk about my trip, but, well, I lied. I do that. I'm very naughty. I have to go cut back my fennel, too, so, like, tough fizz. If you really wanted to know, you'd E-Mail me, so there! ('cause you'd know I'm ob/com about answering E-mails [note: Not OB-GYN about answering E-mails. I haven't been at one of those for ages. But enough about my sex life])

So, yup. I'm listening to Little Voice now, though, and Jane Horrocks impresses me to no end. She's so cool. I wonder what she's like in person, especially if you get to know her. ^.^ Flawless American accent.

Pouring my heart seems easy enough, but whenever I try to tell someone how I feel about them, it's so HARD. I NEVER get sick of hearing that the feeling is mutual though...ah well. Of all the things I can do, falling in love seems to be not only what I most enjoy, but also what I'm best at. ^.- Watch this space...

~AYRN