June's computer dies

Once again, my laptop died, so I can't blog properly. I am speaking to you through my phone, like I'm Stephen Hawking or something. Which makes no sense, because Stephen Hawking cannot speak. I will try to blog at lunchtime. The last time I said that, I ended up going out for a pedicure. You never know what whirlwind adventures will befall me. Anyway, if you did not read this weekend, go look at yesterday's post. I ran into Ned. Dramatic. When I saw him, I asked him if I was the worst girlfriend he ever had. He said of course not, but that he thought I'd be the last girlfriend he ever had. So I have that to live with.