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i bought a book of poetry by my favourite, Don Marquis off e-Bay in March.
It's coming from England, and naturally said it would take 6-8 weeks. (As of about April 1st).
Here's the deal.
I don't live at that address anymore! And it is obviously too late to tell England that.
So my dilemma is, I basically need to go to my old house every day or every other day and HOPE that it arrives and is stuck in the front door screen like every other e-Bay item i've ordered. (all 6 of them!)
Perhaps since it is a book, it'd be in the side yard.
But a) it is not a short walk to my old house b) i have noooo time this week at all with rehearsals and the resume bomb c) i am lazy.
So if anyone happens to be in the vicinity of 84 Holmes at annnny point this week, DO feel free to check the front door and side mailbox.
Really, I don't mind.
The new girls aren't even moved in yet, so really, it's cool. I swear...!
Another note, something kind of incredible happened to me last night, and I'm not entirely sure how to react to it. It's not something i really want to uuuhhhmmmm 'post', but it absolutely merits mentioning. (if you wanna know, ask me) I am genuinely a bit overwhelmed, and I *THINK* it's in the best way possible.
In other news, DAAAAAAVVVEEE came up this weekend! HOUSEMATES WHAAAT?
We spooned, we laughed, i told him dirty stories, we shmokedddddd and got RIDICULOUS. That man. Oh, that man.
He left me the most adorable of adorable messages on my lappy 486 for when I got home yesterday (i.e. 20 minutes ago..)
"Max, I left at around 3 o'clock. Thank you so much for everything.. Sick time over here, and I appreciate it. Take good care, I'll be back sooner rather than later to party it up some more more. Not for less less. Lovin you, thanks again. Much love, take care ;) Forever diddlin' your business, D-Money"
I love this man.
Note, i came home to find that message as my desktop.
I LOVE this man.
also, as yesterday was mothers' day, I thought i'd write my mummy a little somethin' somethin' because i am a cheap and lazy bastard.
but i think i did pretty well.
she wrote me a book review in return. i.e. loved it.
so in lieu of it being the delightfully corporate-constructed bastardization of appreciation for relatives eve that it is, namely mothers' day...! I thought long and hard and realized i was cheap as hell and thought i would use some of that genetically developed creative genius to show a little appreciation.
today is your twentieth mothers' day
of being a mother yourself
though fifty you've seen through your other days
this one ought to bear lots of wealth
a mitful of things i give thanks for
are what i have thought to employ
admit-ful this day makes my bank poor
so hopefully rhyme won't annoy
your laugh and your stories from college,
your cursive, your cursing, your style
your baffling cromulent knowledge
your sketches, your kvetches, your smile
your tattoo your fob keys and chocolate
your way around dischord divine
your striking compiling of stock-wit
your cashews, your swiss cheese and wine
inherent frugality looming
moon-face and silky and trees
bat-girl and fairy wings pluming
records and tapes and cd's
dorothy and simpsons and pee-wee
izzy and gertie and boo
x-files and smartask on tv
what would i be without you?
your hip-hop, your smooth jazz, your yoga
sweet macaroons every december
when i am as old as greek togas
this and more i'll always remember
i hope your weekend has treated you well.
thank you for everything i can and can't remember.
my greatest aspiration in life is to raise the child or children i will have with the patience and attentiveness and respect, the thirst for knowledge and the appreciation of culture and the world, the passion for the arts, the wisdom, the genuineness, the ability to overcome adversity, the fearlessness to be an individual, the unwavering support and encouragement in all facets of life, desire to earn trust, the concept of dressing to suit self not to suit the world both in shape and style, the confidence to be comfortable in ones' skin - and the optimism in taking the steps to change it if not comfortable, the humour, the beauty of things small, the appreciation of nature and the admonishment of taking it for granted, the upkeep of history and stories, and most of all the unconditional love that YOU have raised and instilled me with.
i know we're apart a lot now, but i always carry your thoughts and hopes with me.
i love you, mom.
i might be a nerd for all this, but i tend to think that if any of the above is true, you'll at least have a smile after this!
titanics full of love....!
your daughter, Max.
now i must sleep before grocery shopping goodness with mama goodis.
It's coming from England, and naturally said it would take 6-8 weeks. (As of about April 1st).
Here's the deal.
I don't live at that address anymore! And it is obviously too late to tell England that.
So my dilemma is, I basically need to go to my old house every day or every other day and HOPE that it arrives and is stuck in the front door screen like every other e-Bay item i've ordered. (all 6 of them!)
Perhaps since it is a book, it'd be in the side yard.
But a) it is not a short walk to my old house b) i have noooo time this week at all with rehearsals and the resume bomb c) i am lazy.
So if anyone happens to be in the vicinity of 84 Holmes at annnny point this week, DO feel free to check the front door and side mailbox.
Really, I don't mind.
The new girls aren't even moved in yet, so really, it's cool. I swear...!
Another note, something kind of incredible happened to me last night, and I'm not entirely sure how to react to it. It's not something i really want to uuuhhhmmmm 'post', but it absolutely merits mentioning. (if you wanna know, ask me) I am genuinely a bit overwhelmed, and I *THINK* it's in the best way possible.
In other news, DAAAAAAVVVEEE came up this weekend! HOUSEMATES WHAAAT?
We spooned, we laughed, i told him dirty stories, we shmokedddddd and got RIDICULOUS. That man. Oh, that man.
He left me the most adorable of adorable messages on my lappy 486 for when I got home yesterday (i.e. 20 minutes ago..)
"Max, I left at around 3 o'clock. Thank you so much for everything.. Sick time over here, and I appreciate it. Take good care, I'll be back sooner rather than later to party it up some more more. Not for less less. Lovin you, thanks again. Much love, take care ;) Forever diddlin' your business, D-Money"
I love this man.
Note, i came home to find that message as my desktop.
I LOVE this man.
also, as yesterday was mothers' day, I thought i'd write my mummy a little somethin' somethin' because i am a cheap and lazy bastard.
but i think i did pretty well.
she wrote me a book review in return. i.e. loved it.
so in lieu of it being the delightfully corporate-constructed bastardization of appreciation for relatives eve that it is, namely mothers' day...! I thought long and hard and realized i was cheap as hell and thought i would use some of that genetically developed creative genius to show a little appreciation.
today is your twentieth mothers' day
of being a mother yourself
though fifty you've seen through your other days
this one ought to bear lots of wealth
a mitful of things i give thanks for
are what i have thought to employ
admit-ful this day makes my bank poor
so hopefully rhyme won't annoy
your laugh and your stories from college,
your cursive, your cursing, your style
your baffling cromulent knowledge
your sketches, your kvetches, your smile
your tattoo your fob keys and chocolate
your way around dischord divine
your striking compiling of stock-wit
your cashews, your swiss cheese and wine
inherent frugality looming
moon-face and silky and trees
bat-girl and fairy wings pluming
records and tapes and cd's
dorothy and simpsons and pee-wee
izzy and gertie and boo
x-files and smartask on tv
what would i be without you?
your hip-hop, your smooth jazz, your yoga
sweet macaroons every december
when i am as old as greek togas
this and more i'll always remember
i hope your weekend has treated you well.
thank you for everything i can and can't remember.
my greatest aspiration in life is to raise the child or children i will have with the patience and attentiveness and respect, the thirst for knowledge and the appreciation of culture and the world, the passion for the arts, the wisdom, the genuineness, the ability to overcome adversity, the fearlessness to be an individual, the unwavering support and encouragement in all facets of life, desire to earn trust, the concept of dressing to suit self not to suit the world both in shape and style, the confidence to be comfortable in ones' skin - and the optimism in taking the steps to change it if not comfortable, the humour, the beauty of things small, the appreciation of nature and the admonishment of taking it for granted, the upkeep of history and stories, and most of all the unconditional love that YOU have raised and instilled me with.
i know we're apart a lot now, but i always carry your thoughts and hopes with me.
i love you, mom.
i might be a nerd for all this, but i tend to think that if any of the above is true, you'll at least have a smile after this!
titanics full of love....!
your daughter, Max.
now i must sleep before grocery shopping goodness with mama goodis.