Decisions, decisions
Nov. 18th, 2011 06:10 pmOkay: I'm sick. I'm going to be sick all weekend. That's three nights, from here.
The Lord of the Rings? Is three films. Three long films, in their extended versions.
I'm pulling the curtains, locking the door and taking the phone off the hook*. Three times.
I can't drink, but hey. I have fabulously good teas. And chilli for later.
*Do kids today even understand this expression?**
**Come to that, do they still talk about dialling a number? I saw a girl who must've been older than eight, tho' she was certainly younger than twelve, needing her father to explain how to use the kind of phone I grew up with, because the dial simply bewildered her. (NB: this was in a museum. Oy.)
The Lord of the Rings? Is three films. Three long films, in their extended versions.
I'm pulling the curtains, locking the door and taking the phone off the hook*. Three times.
I can't drink, but hey. I have fabulously good teas. And chilli for later.
*Do kids today even understand this expression?**
**Come to that, do they still talk about dialling a number? I saw a girl who must've been older than eight, tho' she was certainly younger than twelve, needing her father to explain how to use the kind of phone I grew up with, because the dial simply bewildered her. (NB: this was in a museum. Oy.)