I never thought this day would come to pass, but I just ended a sentence with “. . . not even for Jude Law.” Ah, unexpected.

Which reminds me of the time I was e-mailing with Maud and the conversation came to, “Well, the thing is, I really want to stay in and read Baudelaire.” Also unexpected.

Which reminds me of the time I was talking to Schmio and the conversation came to, “You know, Norway, the 1800s.” Well, you know.