Aug 10, 2005 19:39
If I wasn't sure that I'd written the stuff earlier on in this journal... I would hardly believe it. But then again, there's the ring on my hand, and my clothes in this castle in Oz...
I don't remember any of it. But... it happened. The last thing I remember was going out to get plastered after Maureen dumped me for some... some WOMAN. And now...
I don't know, it's all too crazy. Roger with some dancer from the Cat Scratch Club, and April back and... ALIVE, sort of. Pregnant! And... and she said she was making me the godfather, and... It's like a crazy dream, but... *sighs*
I wish... I just wish I could remember. But I can't. And after the initial shock... I've been surprisingly calm about this. It's just... I'm married, you know? And I don't even... I don't even REMEMBER. And... even though I don't remember her, and don't remember what she's like... I can tell it upsets her. Her. Elphaba. *mutters* she has a NAME, Mark, USE it! Elphaba. Elphie. Fabala, I called her Fabala.
And... I mean... a dad. I'm gonna be a dad. *shakes his head* I really REALLY hope my memories come back. Because... I mean, what would it be like to have your kid ask you "what was it like when you and mommy got married" and you have to answer "I don't know."? Yikes.
I'm just... I'm going to go attempt to dig up some memory, however fleeting.
Life is seriously fucked up right now.