Something like what a Dickinns would say I think every happy associate is happy in his own way but every unhappy one has a different story. I am happy. Everyone else is not.
Anyway, yesterday some Christian gave me christmas cake. It was nice. I have added this to the list of what I want my wife to know. And then my Punjabi landlord knocked and I offered him this cake. He put it on his forehead like it was prasad. Some crumbs even fell on his nose.
Anyway now my rent is higher by a thousand bucks. I am too proud to move-what will they think, this guy can't afford this much.