Take it all back, there must have been some sort of glitch that just happened. We went to friends last night and I got very drunk on a couple of glasses of wine! I realy must be more careful, I was just having a manic moment, and being rather rude, totally random and talking a load of gibberish. No wonder I used to get locked up! People are a bit more tolerant of me these days.
I was having a problem with 'virtual reality'. We started talking about particle physics at one point, and I said it is one of the paradoxes that space expands to fill the need. Our friends have a very small home like us, and have just put a new conservatory in.
The problem for them is that the exterior of the conservatory measurement, and the patio measurement, do not correspond with the number of square yards of tiles and paving that was laid down! They can't understand why a six foot by twelve foot, (Or thereabouts) which should take say 8 square yards of tiles, plus another box to allow for cuts, which might not be needed anyway.... needed an extra four square yards of tiles. Yup the tiles were laid down, also there must have been over twenty people in their living room that technically is not big enough to swing a cat in, (The furry type) yet there were still groupings of people with plenty of space between them, and no one bumping into each other!
I would have explained that this was what CS Lewis was writing about in alice in wonderland, but instead we started talking about the tardis out of Dr Who. Then I decided to go outside for a fag, and spotted that the grass didn't look right. It didn't feel right either. It kind of seemd plasticky. I decided it was virtual grass and that I was obviously quite drunk! It was about this time I decided to get some food and ate the last of the chilli con carne and rice, except the pudding had been put on the table by this time, so I thought I might as well have that as well, and not bother to come back later when It might all be gone.
It was a ginger trifle/tirimisu sort of goo, and I suddenly found that the chilli and pudding are a match made in heaven. It was sort of meaty and chewy, and soft and gooey. Once My Husband realised I was eating my pudding with the chilli and rice, he had a sense of humour failure and wanted to go home.
So we went home. I now have a headache, and the butterfly of one of my earings broke when I got into bed, so I need to get a new butterfly. The ear rings were made by my brother who is a master jeweller, they are cubic zircons and I have been wearing them ever since he gave them to me. I feel very lop sided with only one ear-ring in this morning.
I might take this one off and find something else a bit dangly.
Note to self; don't drink when you go out, you are random enough already, and getting drunk at other people's parties is very rude...
good thing people here know what I am like!