Okay, now... it's a bad thing that I find myself randomly singing snatches of the TeniPuri musical out loud at work, right? My brain must be approaching meltdown.

And for the love of... I've finally lost my mind. How do I know this, this time? I actually enjoyed verbally dueling with one of the sales guys on one of his four usual topics (that he tries to shift any and every conversation to). And to top it off, I could just about swear that what I thought when I hung up the phone was, "Ahh, saved my rose." It was a very fleeting thought, which is why I don't remember if I actually thought it then, or just later on when I called it verbal dueling. But a scary thought, regardless.


And now, for something completely different, the promised talking about ( RE: Peter David )