when I came downstairs this morning it had been turned into a cat's nest and one arm was covered in sicked up hairballs
I read until cross-eyed then walked out across Highbury Fields which were teeming with frisbee-playing youth. I should've been happy in the sun and the smokey barbeque air but an enormous gloom has descended.
She’s an A.I. Sex Robot, and She’s Becoming Sentient
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Lydia Kiesling in the New York Times: In an unremarkable New York
apartment, sometime in the not-too-distant future, a man tells his robot to
come to bed. ...
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Exam worry? Homesick?
ReplyDeleteYou will breeze the exam.... and be home sooner than you think :-)
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yes - thank you xx
DeleteI'm so late to the game, sweetpea! all the best on the exams1 You're aces in everything you do!! xoxoxo
ReplyDeleteAww - Thank you xxx
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