
Hand on my heart, I will not use the e-mail address(es) for nefarious schemes, evilness, forwarded e-mails about so-called viruses, jokes, chain-letters, invitations to join contests or referrals. You can trust me. I'm so honest, I don't even take coins I see lying around in the house. *points at halo above head* I also have that. *grin* *finds a little tarnish on side of halo, spits (no, Autoglym) and uses edge of shirt...err, no, cloth to rub it away* I also have a conscience the size of Saturn, rings included.
What happened today? Mum arranged some flowers for an non-existent Mass tonight. Somebody misinformed her. As she was wondering what to do with the flowers, a sister mentioned that there was going to be a funeral mass tomorrow night, for a man who passed away due to complications related to AIDS. Mum kept saying he was a lucky man because he got such beautiful flowers (fuschia carnations and off-white chrysanthemums + ferns) for his funeral mass. He had no family and the church had arranged it for him. I told her, "He's not lucky, he died!"
But I know what she meant.
*yawn*
Feeling sleepy. I think I'll sleep earlier tonight. Take care all!
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