"Nothing, why?"Sunday 18 January 2009
Contention abounds!
Lately, I've been fighting with everyone I'm close to. If only the quarrels were as spectacular to behold as a pair of Betta's flaring each other off. But they're not, they're far from, and have left me feeling empty and restless. I'm now living in the UK on the south coast in an uppity little village where the locals love England and show it by their early morning walks and taking the car out for a drive on Sundays. I'm enjoying the solitude but these recent battles have left me yearning for some unconditional love. Love without advice. My cat, that's not really my cat, might be brought over next month, if all goes well with her shots and passport - yes animals can apply for travel documents. But while I wait for Kate to join me on the couch to watch some BBC, I feel it's time I get back to basics and back to BettaLiving. There's a tropical fish shop in Boscomb that I'll go pay a visit to tomorrow.
"Nothing, why?"
"Nothing, why?"
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Is that Phil in that bowl? I recognize that guilty look from Kate. It's that "i'm not going to do anything to this fish as long as you are watching" look!
Tommy
hey smartass...can i beg a word or two? and no, "fuck you" doesn't suffice. i think of you often, and miss you as a result. i'd really like to hear from you. and not just because i'll need to hide someplace out of the country eventually.
even my kids miss you (oh yes, i'm guilting here.) countless times passing 7th they whimper the name of "the harry potter lady."
yes, it could be the dorian grey lady, or the holden caulfield lady, or the (probably most accurate) Dean Moriarty lady, or the one i liked most, the santiago woman...but you know haw kids are wid'is harry potter shit; books induced medias induced books. anyway, you're missed.
write me something. i implore you.
ibscheen@gmail
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