Nicole (matcha_pocky) wrote,

What a weekend.

I'm still a bit dizzy from the reaction I got from my last post. I mean, it's livejournal. Nothing ever happens on livejournal. It was like watching a much-loved pet guinea-pig escape, run free through the streets, be adopted by a group of actors and circus performers, join a cabaret and end up on Mornings with Kerri-Anne. Or something along those lines. I'm sort of afraid to touch it in case it explodes again.

Still, whatever I did, it worked, and Little Johnny's dead. I mean, you can't survive a humiliation like that, can you? It's beyond the kind of humiliation that necessitates instant retirement 'for family reasons'. It's the kind of humiliation that you really need to just drop dead of a tragic disease after. I'm thinking maybe Huntington's, or Lou Gehrig's.

My father and I were discussing spending the proceeds of an election bet he made with his neighbours on a small memorial to John. Maybe a small stone tablet. We got as far as "Here lies..." and then we couldn't get any further because of the laughing.

I'm still a bit drunk after Saskia's marvelllous party on Saturday. I actually clicked my heels. Right around the humiliation speech, I also proposed to Anna. She's accepted, provided I can furnish her with an acceptable diamond, in platinum. I'm buying Kinder Surprises by the trayful, maybe I'll get lucky?
  • Post a new comment


    default userpic

    Your IP address will be recorded 

    When you submit the form an invisible reCAPTCHA check will be performed.
    You must follow the Privacy Policy and Google Terms of use.