Created on 7/17/01 from a letter written to Alison.
Response 2020.08.11
Oh, yes, I do recall that I was invited to a picnic at Alison's. I shall certainly be there with bells on. Hope against hope I am not being literal. And I shall attend for far longer than a few minutes. How could I not, I so adore the nice marble pedestal that Alison offers me. Well, not so much her, as her cutie-pie friends.
Kate actually seemed enthused about the picnic. As in, she will take off work for it. I advised against it, but you know how she can be. Well, perhaps you don't, but she is strong willed. Plus, I am sure, she would rather I weren't around people I know adore me, without a proper escort.
Alison tells me that she wants someone with matching luggage? Good luck! Just try to find someone whose luggage isn't too gaudy! Or tell them "Carry-on only!"
As for my breeding plans, I have none... actually, personally I don't, but that is very serious, long and sad story that I will share with you later, if promised complete confidence. But for you people, I am just very protective over Zanna and there is something so terribly ironic about an Aryan skinhead dating an atheist Jewish princess. I am sure to appreciate the humor in it. Sorry, I've been in a more than usually sardonic mood of late...