A conversation two years old. uhoh.... but then again, I was grouchy all day too... funny what work will do to you... I kept having dreams... I was walking down the street and still dreaming, which is really wierd, if it ever happens to you... I wasn't so much tired as full of dreams... I can guess who might be in it. like you have a double layer of wysiwyg. which is to say, if someone first meets you, they think you are a flake. like someone couldn't be just like her. But once they get to know you better, they realize that wysiwyg, not to say that you are a flake, but rather that you are a very Happy content person that you seem to be -- that it is not an air. I don't remember who was who anymore. which is a bad thing... no matter how long you can go without attention,. eventually you want some, you know? no matter how understanding you may be, or how understanding you think you are, eventually you wake up cranky and want to have your back rubbed and your feet kissed... I suspect that I might have said it all.