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Pastimes : Don't Ask Rambi -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: epicure who wrote (5929)	1/8/1998 9:37:00 AM
From: Rambi	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 71178

You look, as always, ravishing. However, there seem to be no dreamers, and here I sit with my book, open and ready. I woke up last night after dreaming and thought, Aha! a dream for Alexa-but when I woke again at 6, it was gone. Maybe it'll come back... This morning when we left, there was a light layer of snow on the ground in places. Ammo started carrying on about how this should be a snow day and that the school was trying to kill us by making us drive in these dangerous conditions. There wasn't a speck of snow on the driveway. But he said that was worse because it was invisible snow, the worst and most lethal kind. By the time we pulled up in front of the school, he was preparing to call Child Protective Services to report me for making him get out of the car. He might slip on the invisible snow and break his leg, or be overcome by hypothermia on his way to the building. I think he was starting to believe himself. Sometimes I think he doesn't like school. Dan is out of town this week. No one laughs at my jokes. Last night I said something really funny, and CW said, "You know, I'm laughing inside a little, but I really don't want to encourage you." "Why not?" I said, curious. "Because your puns are so bad and I don't want you to think you should make them in front of people. Like that one about Blue." I was crushed! That was a really funny one! The kids were complaining about something and Blue walked in and I said,"Blue, they're picking on me." ANd he meowed in a really obnoxious catvoice and I said, "Et tu, Bluete!" Which I thought very clever. But they just all looked at me-all three of them, with these empty eyes. I'm losing confidence in myself as a witty and charming woman.