There are days where all you want is a cocktail in your hand, something refreshing, with French house music throbbing in the background. Preferably provided by a live DJ, a good-looking one, maybe a little dance floor, but it's more about tossing your head back when you laugh because someone in the group has said something with wit. Inevitably, these days are days at work, with the cough drops running out even as you begin to feel healthier. These are days when a member of the public will say something regrettable to you and all you can do is stare, stare, stare at them for a very long time while in your head you've just slid backwards across the invisible dance floor and broken out into heavy movement to avoid answering their ridiculous question.
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To wit-- "I'm sorry. I'd dearly like throw my drink in your face, only I don't have a drink with me at the moment and I'd rather not waste the imaginary booze on you."
Posted by ben | February 9, 2007 7:21 PM
Posted on February 9, 2007 19:21
crap, man, crap. were you trying to call me today? because this morning we unplugged the phone from the socket thingy as we were getting too many calls in the AM and then graeme made a call later in the afternoon to his boss, so i assumed he'd plugged it back in for good, which was actually not the case . . .as, when seven o'clock rolled around, i glanced at the phone again and thought, didn't he say he'd be calling around now? at which point i started to fill up the tub for a bath as i gave up . . and on my way to the bath, i checked the phone and said "oh, crap, man, crap," as it was clearly unplugged still from the morning. (!) and here i thought i was being all stood up and stuff. a small afternoon saga for you. **groan**. technology sucks. like: minor technology, apparently.
HOWEVER, a friend of mine from school is starting a new poetry reading series in fernwood, at the cornerstone cafe. the first one's this thursday night . . .do you and/or anyone else want to come along and maybe read? and if not read then have some coffee and support/or talk about the way the readings went after like we're all superior or some shit? What do you say? Who’s free??
Posted by caroline | February 12, 2007 9:20 PM
Posted on February 12, 2007 21:20
What time on Thursday? I'm working until nine.
Yeah, I called several times and mostly just wondered why you didn't have an answering machine or voicemail, which seemed oddly peculiar. Figured maybe you got caught up in some other adventure. Better than that time J & M's phone wasn't working for several days and I became concerned that they'd abruptly left town after a horrible murder.
Possibly meet up this weekend if not on Thursday? Or next Monday? I have a little something for you.
Posted by ben | February 12, 2007 10:25 PM
Posted on February 12, 2007 22:25