Sunday Night Electric Dreaming

Sunday Night..day at a close.
Another in bed,CP filled day,but the CP seems to be on the run now.
Had plenty of interesting conversations though,some too short and some wonderfully lazily long.
Only good thing done today-managed to get flowers sent on Shebhs' behalf.Wish I could have done the booking myself but due to my present restricted movement,got Sandy to do it.And the rabbit-out-of-a-hat magician that she is,she came up with a topping selection of flowers.Not only was the recipient guy impressed but so were his folks.And her message too was spectacular. :)

Managed one of my rhetorical aphorisms today- 'There is no great love without adventure.'
Cheesy or corny or cheesily corny?

If you did something with enough regularity so that it was as second nature as breathing for a long time;and then it stopped overnight,what would you do?
Would you classify it as a dream if the only memory of it was in your head,and cell phone records?And,more importantly,would you hope for a resumption?I do.

Still,there are things going right in the world otherwise.Arsenal won the FA cup and Manoj of the Fellowship (of the Ring;not high-falutin academia) promptly started celebrating here
http://blogontheweb.com/rantsforlife

Nice blog-after all he writes about me!


Also managed to watch Goodbye,Lenin!
Oh the way a movie with a platinum story can turn me on!