yes, it's my 200th post. happy birthday blog. or something. too many? perhaps you big naysayers.
i drank afternoon beers at the rsl with cass.
and then at alice euphemia i was handed a bundle of mail from my friend kate. i lived with her for a while. it was a perfectly normal thing to do.
i got that train fine i talked about awhile ago... grrrrrrr...
i got two letters from a girl in new york who decided to write to me because she liked my photos on flickr. she may also want to steal my unborn child, but i like her letters so far, so...
i got a letter from my mum. YAY! MUM! with a drawing each from two of my nephews. YAY! DRAWINGS!
i got a letter from the hospital. er.
i balanced it out to an overall good result, good letters can negate bad letters.
but they don't pay train fines do they?
i also drank beer and enjoyed the company of some good people. i was complimented on my dancing by a charming man, who said, i'll never forget your dancing at that party 2 YEARS AGO dell... i forget, but that's probably a good thing....
i was asked, HOW COULD YOU BE SINGLE dell? um easy...
i sat at a table in hells kitchen pre-occupied by a 6ish yr old girl playing on the balcony of an apartment across the way... (she looked a little like i did at that age, blonde hair in face) totally oblivious to the whole bar full of drinking adults not more than 3 metres away... she was very busily playing with a torch and the pot plants in some obviously important ritual.
i still feel just that absorbed by seemingly unimportant stuff. yes i feel just like a child.
and my friends who are having babies and buying houses occasionally shock me into thinking that perhaps i should just grow up.
now i must go OUT, before i check if ms fits has answered my questions yet. AGAIN.