Oh, my goodness gracious me, I was diddling about looking at a photo to discover that it was viewable only by me. Well, I have no need for that because I would not spend ten minutes compressing something for the sake of gratuity.
Then I looked into the options and clicked on this and then on that and then on the have as the background one and so it came to pass that the bug and I are on kissing terms. Pah pah peurk.
It is amazing what you do when you are not trying so I have no idea how to undo it and so it came to pass that I was bitten by the bug and oh that reminds me. I sent he who seems to have more compeetoes than the chancellor a cheap flight finding company having searched for Cancun out of curiosity.
I had a reply because we are like most internet families and speak by mail. Kidding. Anyway, he asked me whether I wanted to live in America and I assumed it was a site then for people wishing to live there. I looked again and it is no such thing so I have no idea what his answer was about.
Maybe I should have searched from Dabolim in Goa instead because he knows I would like to live in India.
No I know this may seem obscure but the bug that had bitten was indeed American, well actually it was Mexican and he resides in the dining room at the Yucatan hotel owned by the tRIUmph hotel chains. Goodness knows what he had crawled on when nobody was watching although he looked to be having a whale of a time playing his clarinet that music must have been his food of love.
So anyway, it seems I am stuck with a bug until I find a way to get some flowers there and mark his demise.
I have lots to do and that includes the washing up which can wait but there are books to displodge and then I need to look at Amazon, not for the makeup that the elephants with painted toenails will be selling beauty products from, but the one that sells everything from toothbrushes for Mexicans to mutilate to books for the worms to habitate (made up word). Yes, finally someone has said they would do a review for me and I am thankful, well I will be when I see it with my own bug eyes. Ha ha ha. If this makes sense then it will be nothing to do with the vino tinto but the fact that I have been typing a lot and so keeping the flow going without having to come up for breathe or even punctuate and that is probably the longest sentence I have managed to type without having to go back to the beginning to find out what case I opened up in. I will close now or it will get surreal and so that is how we stand, the bug and I are tolerating each other and the washing up still needs doing. I am too hard on myself. It is not as if when I go to bed there is a voice that says, "You have done a good job today," or, "You have been found slacking." No it is just my conscience and so I must have one and that means they did not disconnect that when I surgery so thank heaven for small mercies. Although if I had no conscience I would not worry whether this was the biggest load of garble or not and then join the ranks of the rest of the world. Oh no, anything but that and even the bug agrees!!
