It's weird being back at work. Everybody asks how my vacation was, and there's only so much I can tell them! *g* So I say "Nice," and talk about the weather, and the wedding, and not much else. The muggles just wouldn't understand. They're so very mundane around here.
I sent a text message to Vinnie saying I missed them and didn't want to be at work. (I sent my very first text message last week, to Jim. I knew I could with my phone, and I figured it out all by myself! Unfortunately, he had changed his phone number when he got his iPhone, so he never got it. Typical.)
I'm listening to Fritz's "Starwood" song. If you want a little taste of what we go there for, give it a listen. Fritz was the one who gave Kabluna Hour its name. He even mentions Babylon and its torches. Ah, memories. :)
Here's one thing I miss: random groups of people going by camp, drumming and singing:

You just never know what you'll see there! :)
I sent a text message to Vinnie saying I missed them and didn't want to be at work. (I sent my very first text message last week, to Jim. I knew I could with my phone, and I figured it out all by myself! Unfortunately, he had changed his phone number when he got his iPhone, so he never got it. Typical.)
I'm listening to Fritz's "Starwood" song. If you want a little taste of what we go there for, give it a listen. Fritz was the one who gave Kabluna Hour its name. He even mentions Babylon and its torches. Ah, memories. :)
Here's one thing I miss: random groups of people going by camp, drumming and singing:

You just never know what you'll see there! :)