Evening Classes

Evening Classes
Twimii hears the sound of something being put through her letterbox. She gets up of the sofa, leaves her laptop on the floor and goes out to see what it is. It's a flyer from the local community college about evening classes they are running this spring. She goes back to the sofa and reads what it's offering. Twimii, reading: Hmm, Beginners Italian 6 weeks €85 … too expensive, Learn to play guitar … don't have one … um … Learn to build space (P.T.O). Twimii: (so excited she exclaims out loud) OH MY GOD!. She thinks ''the course I've been waiting for…' Twimii imagines being in the class and the teacher, a man with a beard, says: Right class, before we start to build our spaceships there's a bit of health and safety stuff to go through… Twimii considers things 'Although really, how good a spaceship are you going to learn to build for … um … Learn to build space…' Twimii turns over the sheet '… into your life'. Twimii is very disappointed. 'Dammit…' Twimii resumes reading the list of courses on offer 'So.. learn to crochet - is that that thing with the balls and putts? Hate sports … Learn basic accounting, no … Trace your family history, God no … Clear Visions, journey through your past, present and future to find the real you…' Twimii carefully checks the description of the class. 'Yeah … that's definitely what it says alright … ' She considers things a moment 'But really, what are the chances they've discovered time travel and chosen to test the new technology on unwitting night students?' She considers this. 'If I was an evil genius, that's exactly what I'd do! - I wonder if I'll meet the genius version of me - that's just the sort of thing to happen in a time traveling experiment… I bet she works out.' Twimii reads the description again 'Introductory class free … oh! and free refreshments!'
So thanks to my hard-drive being accidentally wiped at the end of 2012 the only bit of the twimii I could reuse was the the old header twimii … so she got a (sort-of) consistent look.