If they ever become too clear...
Okay, so things have been happening, I guess you could say.
My mother's dead and my cat's in the hospital. No wait, it's the other way around. But still, very sad. Mum had appendicitis, and Kitty got run over some time on Saturday morning. She had a good run though, almost as old as me - I actually don't remember how old I was when we first got her, but I've been told I was still in kindergarten.
I got an unusual Christmas card from Antz this week - partly unusual because it's June, and partly because it's a wedding invitation. It's a December wedding, so I guess Ginni figured a Christmas Tree and Decorations were fitting for her custom made cards. So yeah, now I know where and when it all takes place, but I'm still completely oblivious when it comes to exactly what's expected of me as Best Man. All I know is that I have to wear a kilt, and play up the "second best man" bit in my speech (surely the best man is the one getting married).
My efforts to regroup Moe & co haven't been off to a rollicking start, but I'd say they've been alright so far. Thursday I figured we would have a lot of people available - but of course there were a bunch of drop-outs, always are. Jarrod was too busy with his thesis, James incommunicado, Waata busier than he thought... but we did get Sam, Gary, Grayden, Moni and Jeremy from WYC'D who now looks like a clone of Gary (very different personality though, thankfully!). Most of our time playing the new Buzz game which atones for the sins of the last general knowledge version.
I got a txt on my way between a hospital visit and a marking session at Massey from Jessie, and immediately I knew what it would be - and that's not a bad thing. She asked if I could collect her from Wellington on Friday so she could be in town for Moni's bday, which I was happy to oblige. Pretty good trip, traffic and food on the way back were crap, but always good to catch up with Jessie.
Moni's bday itself was pretty good, had a good time despite how shitty Wanganui's nightlife is. Got to hang out with Mel, Blair and Wayne again (I really have to make more of an effort there), found a way to make slow games of Pool interesting (adding a third player to just randomly make shots and change the field up), and danced as poorly as I always do. Good times. Ended up taking Jessie home around 2 when she started getting freaked out by everything around her.
Oh, and the weird thing? I actually got... well I won't say "hit on", but I definitely got approached by a girl at the bar, and she wasn't bad looking either. Unfortunately my mind was on helping Jessie sober up at the time, so when this girl asked me howsit goin, I replied "not bad..." and didn't finish my sentence asking how she was doing. I saw her walk away again at the corner of my eye as I was ordering some water. Oh well, I'm not really peeved actually - while it would have been nice to follow up on, at least I know that it can happen. I mean in Hamilton sure I've been quite lucky but here? Not so much.
With the realisation that it's been almost a year since the read-through of the Everyone Stupid Dies script, I've pledged to start working on it properly again, iron out the creases, fill in the blanks, all that. First step: What the fuck is with Alfred Whisker?!
This won't break your heart
But I just think it could
Cause I haven't tried as hard as I should
To separate you from everything I do
But I would never want to come between us two
I'll keep your memory vague
So you won't feel bad about me
I'll say the things that you said
Sometimes so it reminds me
Now I'm thinking back
To what I said before
I hope your heart won't have to hurt anymore
Cause it's really not that sad from here
Because the moments I can feel you near
They keep you close to me my dear
And if they ever become too clear...
I'll keep your memory vague
So you won't feel bad about me
I'll say the things that you said
Sometimes so it reminds me
Now you've gone away
Don't worry it's ok
That you're gone away
Further than yesterday
But you'll never leave these scenes
My mind replays
My mother's dead and my cat's in the hospital. No wait, it's the other way around. But still, very sad. Mum had appendicitis, and Kitty got run over some time on Saturday morning. She had a good run though, almost as old as me - I actually don't remember how old I was when we first got her, but I've been told I was still in kindergarten.
I got an unusual Christmas card from Antz this week - partly unusual because it's June, and partly because it's a wedding invitation. It's a December wedding, so I guess Ginni figured a Christmas Tree and Decorations were fitting for her custom made cards. So yeah, now I know where and when it all takes place, but I'm still completely oblivious when it comes to exactly what's expected of me as Best Man. All I know is that I have to wear a kilt, and play up the "second best man" bit in my speech (surely the best man is the one getting married).
My efforts to regroup Moe & co haven't been off to a rollicking start, but I'd say they've been alright so far. Thursday I figured we would have a lot of people available - but of course there were a bunch of drop-outs, always are. Jarrod was too busy with his thesis, James incommunicado, Waata busier than he thought... but we did get Sam, Gary, Grayden, Moni and Jeremy from WYC'D who now looks like a clone of Gary (very different personality though, thankfully!). Most of our time playing the new Buzz game which atones for the sins of the last general knowledge version.
I got a txt on my way between a hospital visit and a marking session at Massey from Jessie, and immediately I knew what it would be - and that's not a bad thing. She asked if I could collect her from Wellington on Friday so she could be in town for Moni's bday, which I was happy to oblige. Pretty good trip, traffic and food on the way back were crap, but always good to catch up with Jessie.
Moni's bday itself was pretty good, had a good time despite how shitty Wanganui's nightlife is. Got to hang out with Mel, Blair and Wayne again (I really have to make more of an effort there), found a way to make slow games of Pool interesting (adding a third player to just randomly make shots and change the field up), and danced as poorly as I always do. Good times. Ended up taking Jessie home around 2 when she started getting freaked out by everything around her.
Oh, and the weird thing? I actually got... well I won't say "hit on", but I definitely got approached by a girl at the bar, and she wasn't bad looking either. Unfortunately my mind was on helping Jessie sober up at the time, so when this girl asked me howsit goin, I replied "not bad..." and didn't finish my sentence asking how she was doing. I saw her walk away again at the corner of my eye as I was ordering some water. Oh well, I'm not really peeved actually - while it would have been nice to follow up on, at least I know that it can happen. I mean in Hamilton sure I've been quite lucky but here? Not so much.
With the realisation that it's been almost a year since the read-through of the Everyone Stupid Dies script, I've pledged to start working on it properly again, iron out the creases, fill in the blanks, all that. First step: What the fuck is with Alfred Whisker?!
This won't break your heart
But I just think it could
Cause I haven't tried as hard as I should
To separate you from everything I do
But I would never want to come between us two
I'll keep your memory vague
So you won't feel bad about me
I'll say the things that you said
Sometimes so it reminds me
Now I'm thinking back
To what I said before
I hope your heart won't have to hurt anymore
Cause it's really not that sad from here
Because the moments I can feel you near
They keep you close to me my dear
And if they ever become too clear...
I'll keep your memory vague
So you won't feel bad about me
I'll say the things that you said
Sometimes so it reminds me
Now you've gone away
Don't worry it's ok
That you're gone away
Further than yesterday
But you'll never leave these scenes
My mind replays