Ell Three (Trois Chere)

Dear Three,

Oh, my dear friend, you’ve made me smile broadly with your wave hello. In fact, I’m so very pleased that I’m going to talk just to you this entry. And I’m skipping Ell #2 just to be three with you again in the hopes that you will remember being three with me.

“Here I am,” you say, undisingenuously. Is that a word? Can it be? It should be. In any case, amie, I will tell you with assurance that I have certainly wondered where you were. I still have you bookmarked, from the time you came back and decided not to be here. And here I am, somewhat affixed in my own private constellation.

Today is a good day.

Yes, to answer your question, I do read the email on the front page so that would be a very good place to find me. But I need to fix the riddle on the front. jiriki is better than assumedspam. You know? And I’d very much love to find out how you’re doing.

Are you back on this side of the ocean? Is your family safe and well? Why do I remember you calling your boo a boo before boo got all Pixar-famous? She must be… umm… (eep) 14? I will embarrass myself totally and tell you that I have very strong memory of you having to deal with her falling off a small garden wall she was talking on and so while I’m certain she’s your youngest, I can’t remember if she was your oldest too and I’m very sorry for that neglect.

Please do email if you’re at all moved to. Or just wave again once in a while. I hope you’re well. That you were so kind and warm to me has long been a treasured memory.

A la prochaine, copaine.

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Oh, now my cheeks hurt, so smiling am I also…There’s a haiku in there somewhere. *do you know afterward for a good couple years on any other site I had a presence, I felt a little fussy anytime someone started a haiku thing up (happens more than you’d guess). Do they not know who I am, I’d think, my fingers all paused and what-the-frick?ish. Mailing, smiling, waving, all 3 (oh 3, a magic #).

April 2, 2011

Yeah for finding lost friends and good days !!!

How delightful to get a wave from an old friend. RYN: From now on, whenever I look at my kiffler potatoes, I’ll wonder, just a little, about their potential to kill. *smile*

*grin*