After a fairly glorious weekend of sun, we've entered into the overcast blah zone this week. Lots of rain and grey darkness during the day. Mistress likes sun on her skin, more than mist.
I've been sad about losing Conan O'Brien for late night company, in between talking with the likes of you. He's such a zany man, and intelligent. I've started researching the boy since he and NBC said farewell. His father a doctor at Harvard, his mother a lawyer, he himself a valedictorian and a magna cum laude graduate of Harvard.
You know what boys with big brains do to Me… *purr….
Granted his awkward redness and pale skin do distract, but I think he'd be a tolerable playmate. Don't you?
Come back soon Conan. Many of us miss you.
