Thanks for all your fdbk.
Yes, Maria. Clark uses his Jeep only on the weekends when he needs to drive out to a state park as part of his cover story. The idea is that if his car is there, he has to be somewhere nearby, too. (And of course, not enjoying his Mama's cooking in Kansas.)
Also, I wasn't suggesting that L & C should write without verifying--Perry would have a fit--but that they should publish before the story is stolen by a co-worker.
One of my roommates thought nothing of sitting on my bed (while I was in it) to put her makeup on, to put her socks on, to take her socks off.... etc, etc. She seemed to have no concept of the fact that I was in bed at noon because I’d worked the night before!
What a bummer! I adored my room mate for the three years we spent together. She was a real sister at heart. In fact, I missed her my senior year when she graduated and I had a private room.
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“For this, I want dinner.”
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Bobby Bigmouth! (And yes, I really did get it before you told us!)
I was hoping someone would.
But that college dorm... ah, gaaah. Surely Clark needs to rescue Lois from that place?
My brother stayed in a dorm that was filthy and loud and VERY CO-ED. (I went to a strictly Southern Baptist school where we didn't even have visitors of the opposite sex past the lobby.) There were beer cans and garbage and even used condoms on the floor of the hallway when I went to visit him. It was decidedly gross. I thought that Lois should enjoy such fine (note the sarcasm) accomodations, as well.
I'd like to adopt it please. Is there a fee?
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Lois must have been feeling more comfortable now, as well, since she was walking in the same time zone he was.
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I coined that little phrase when I was pregnant with my oldest. My Dr. and I disagreed with my due date. He went by his little calendar and wrote everything on my chart in ink. But I kept telling him that I DID NOT get pregnant while James was traveling, so Dr's due date had to be wrong. I kept saying that I couldn't get pregnant when he wasn't in the same time zone I was. In fact, we were in the same zip code when it happened.
My sleepy brain was convinced that he was going to say something BAD and Lois was going to get him.
So you've become familiar with my standard way of writing, have you?
Can she come and clean my house? I was totally out of it and not responsible this weekend nor at this minute.
I have first dibs. I have three girls and I've found that it takes a Herculean effort just to keep crap off the floors. (And crap is just about the strongest word I use, so you know I get ticked.)
Oh dear. I feel a bit dumb, but where was she?
No question is dumb. Thanks for letting me know I need to clarify. I was referring to the woman upstairs at the dorm who makes loud, sexual noises every weekend. It's not my normal style of writing to include coarse humor, like this, but I wanted to give Lois an outlet to remember some of the rougher parts of her past and this wild dorm is a helpful vehicle to me, as a writer.
Thanks again to my faithful readers, and especially to those that leave feedback. I even enjoy the short notes that just say, "I'm still reading."
Elisabeth
PS The laptop is taking a little trip next week, so I won't be posting for awhile. I promise I'll write plenty, though, and come back as soon as possible.
Wonder how often Clark goes through this? 
