Story of a lost journalist

September 21, 2014

Die, dye, dinner

Filed under: Jim and Me Conversations — Cris @ 00:07

At one of our serious musing moments, fancy pal Jim and I sit, looking at the same dull point of a green floor. Jim says, without turning his head: “When you get old, will you dye?”

I stare. “Die?”

Jim: D-y-e. Dye your hair.

I look at him, not pleased. “If it suits me, I won’t.”

Jim: If it doesn’t?

Me: Oh I will just shave my head.

Jim, appearing rather cheerful: That will be nice to look at.

Me, turning red: Maybe you should die.

Jim: Ulp, maybe we should stop using that word, too much chemical.

Me: Oh there are other ways.

Jim: No, no. From now on, I say no one dies.. Dyes.. Do anything with d in it.

Me: Dinner?

Jim: Except dinner.





  1. Yea-Yea! Jims Alive and he is back.:-D. yea yea…u r also alive..:-P

    Comment by Blungi — September 21, 2014 @ 23:48 | Reply

    • Too alive for my taste, Blungi

      Comment by CrisCris — September 25, 2014 @ 22:22 | Reply

  2. yea jim is back…. I love him 😀

    Comment by iamworthatry — September 22, 2014 @ 23:44 | Reply

    • why is there so much love for him here! what about me!

      Comment by CrisCris — September 25, 2014 @ 22:23 | Reply

  3. Hi Jim, Nice to see you back. Be around.. keep the lost Journal of the lost journalist live.. Motivate her.. Make her write more frequent.. writing has always been her passion..

    Comment by Javed Miandad — September 24, 2014 @ 02:13 | Reply

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