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The painting with Balinese artist
Damn, the Lady is annoyed with me because I couldn't picture where the painting we're getting framed will sit. I was thinking south wall, she was thinking north. I'm wrong apparently.
For 7 years she's known I need a nudge to remember things and for 7 years she's been disappointed by my ability to not remember things because she's withheld that nudge. It's as if she's trying to change my mental behavior: "I'm going to try to make him remember better b y not giving any hints." She's got more chance with the Total Diet she's threatening me with. A slim chance, but a chance at that.
Oh, and she finds my gifts disappointing. At least I bought her some. The Lady has her eye on a bag I don't really care for on online auction. The auction doesn't end 'til Jan 1. Timely. Ok, ok. She gave me a a nice beach towel. Timely.
Saying that - had nice time in Philly. Now have to get out. Been here too long. Need to walk the streets of New York. Breathe in the air. And cough a little.
Posted by Guy Brighton on December 28, 2006 at 11:12 AM
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