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Originally Posted by footfootfoot
I notice she's been having trouble with her TPS reports...
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Was that Tasmanian Philatelic Society reports?
[hmmm, that one's about as good as the Lindt line...utterly lame]
There were actually two parts to the evening. In the first part I met this absolutely delightful gay guy who was wearing this amazing, grey, wool suit with square buttons-perfect attire, you'll agree, for an Australian summer, paella party. We swapped companion planting and cleaning tips with a focus on natural products. That alone would have made it a perfect Saturday night. The second part was where the reconfigurement of the glass panel took place-luckily my hosts and their other guests were only momentarily distracted from their dancing by this. As soon as the glass and blood were cleaned up, everyone went straight back to it. I, however, had an acceptable reason for not dancing and instead spent the rest of the evening observing proceedings.
SG, thanks for asking-I know now what a 1 x 0.5 cm wavy section of of my knee looks like under the skin and I have tested out the effectiveness of various kinds of elastoplast. I did play squash last night with no blood lost and I successfully completed a reconnaisance mission to my folks' place to "borrow" antiseptic powder from their overstocked pharmeceuticals cupboard with no-one (not even the cat) noticing thereby escaping well-intentioned, but annoying medical advice.
More questions for SG: Did the postman arrive? Did you send your Secret Santa? How was the dress rehearsal?