Someday, if there is a man trying to woo me and finding it difficult (unlikely, but possible), he need only put this on.
Kathryn, do NOT be jealous of me going to the opera. It was weird. They were wearing these bulky animal costumes and clonking boots which might have been okay except that their footsteps drowned out the sound of the orchestra (Oh look! A band!). The plot was supposed to be about the circle of life or something deep, but it really seemed to be more about animals getting it on. It was an opera, though, so plot really shouldn't matter as long as the music is good. It wasn't. I mean, it wasn't BAD - but most of the singing was monotonous, the orchestration was unremarkable, and I hope to heaven no one from the production reads this. It would be so disheartening! They were all skillful - I just wasn't interested in the piece itself. But then, I have only ever seen very classical sorts of pieces. The Marriage of Figaro. Samson and Delilah. And I was listening to Puccini before leaving the house! What do you do? But then again, I was distracted by my seating companion. Five so
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ReplyDeleteThat is good to know. If any man asks me what to do I'll know now what to tell them.
You know they ask me all the time. I'm the person people usually think of in those sorts of situations.
huh. which people would those be, pining for my heart? what have you told them so far?
ReplyDeleteuuuuhhhhhhh....
ReplyDeleteis what I told them. Because you know how articulate I am.
i am surprised that you are so easily swayed...
ReplyDeleteyou are only surprised because you haven't smelled it yet. egads.
ReplyDeleteIt's only $35—which is so much cheaper than going on dates. Which means....you'll end up with a thrifty man. Who smells nice, though.
ReplyDeletei can deal with that.
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