emma

today a bombshell of a piece of news was dropped upon me and i am not ready to properly think about it yet. today my new friend Asher told me that some people eat turkeys. no no no this cannot be. i need a minute please on that. i just simply cannot believe it.

i will leave that topic for now then and let you know about another thing that has happened to me and it has happened to me this evening. i have been talking to a woman named emma for the last long while and well not talking really but typing back and forth in a place called a chat room and in case you have not heard of these things chat rooms are where people can meet on the internet and talk to each other even though they are very far apart outside the little world that their computers create.

emma has been reading my weblog and sent an email to my email address and invited me to join her in a chat room. she seems very nice and she is in that place called ireland and she wanted to show me what irish dating could be like through a chat room and i think i understand a lot of it except for the whiskey part which always seems to make emma laugh whenever i show my ignorance on that topic.

emma has red hair and is 19 years old and is a college student and she seems very nice and she did not even seem to mind that i was a turkey and in fact she had all sorts of questions for me about being a turkey like what does a turkey do all day and how many times have i ever been on a date and i had an equal number of questions for her like what is irish dating really like and does she like cinnamon toast and i think the two of us hit it off quite nicely anyway and she seemed very interested in everything i know about greece and australia too.

i also asked emma if she had heard of anyone eating turkeys and she said she had heard of it but has never eaten a turkey herself and phewf i said to that in my own brain just phewf.

so oh boy after sleeping the day away yesterday i am so very tired again because let me tell you that chatting in a chat room makes a turkey's neck very sore.

it has been a long night of chatting on the internet and the man and the woman will be getting up soon and its time for me to go and do my act of pretending to be asleep and then i wake up in a little while and i say ‘oh, breakfast for me/ why thank you, i am so very wide awake now because i slept so well all night long’ and the man and the woman are none the wiser.

good night all of you beautiful people, and a special good night to emma in ireland who is a new friend of yours truly.