Sep 20, 2004 09:08
The weekend. Hmmmm..... what did it bring, you might ask. What do you think I'd tell you? That I danced in a girlie dress on top of a giraffe? No, no, my friend. 'fraid not. Did not dance atop a giraffe, didn't sing to lil' Gizmo, didn't eat Twizzlers and jump around on a sugar high. None of the above, my friend.
Shall I tell you what really did happen? Hmmm... I wrote all about it in the ol' paper journal... didn't know if it would be appropriate where everyone can see. But, I'll type it out anyway, I suppose.
Elijah and I are getting back together. We're going to take it slow... we were apart for nearly a month because of my own problems... so, we want to make sure everything feels right. Next week when I have to head back to Hawaii for 'Lost', he's going to come with. Isn't that brilliant? Lijah, the nutter boy, is going to come surfing with me in one of the most beautiful places in the world. It's more than I would have ever expected, certainly.
Oh... and the Lijah-doodle is actually silly enough to go swimming in the freezing Pacific with me, just because I asked. Clothes and all. Isn't he silly? Silly, silly Lijah-doodle.
Hey 'Lando, let Billy come to visit, aye?