Dear madam, Yes still busy perfecting the act of missing (I didn't say playing footsie there, did I? :-)), the Blaine way! Oh yes, yours truly looks set to scare the living daylights out of the poor ol' Blaine! Too much is indeed bad - chini pani guliyo hunchha as they say in nepali! :-) But hey, too much woffling in Sajha is also bad, you know - one of his reasons for keeping away but believe me, no-so-sleepless-someone-in-S'Tle has been in his thoughts. Always. Good to hear that the foray materialised as per the plan. Trio of single women eh! Charlie's Angels or what? :-) Good luck with the exams? I am sure, prep must be putting so much strain on you, and especially with you having to put up with my non-sense woffle, the task must be doubly hard. I might do another of those Blaine's disapearing acts, no? Good luck. Jaunt to Munich? To the place or the film? If it is the latter, your jaunt must be duly rewarded - Spielberg won't let you down; I have always been in awe of his cinematic genius, sure a gem of a director. Oh, the 'felled' Lochinbar! Can someone get a magic potion? Baapiti-bupiti-boo, ping! Lochinbar, back to life, breathing fire as he's always done! Pray do not liken yourself all too soon to Tennyson's poor 'Lady of Shalott', madam! :-) I might shoot off for now. Till the morrow, I bid thee adieu!